The world seemed in never ending turmoil as the decade of the 60's drew to a close. Vietnam was an ongoing war and the peace movement was in full swing. Woodstock was fresh in everyone's memory having provided our generation with the hope that as we graduated high school we could actually affect change in a world of unchanging politicians and nineteenth-cent...
I looked down at the smooth tight ass and hips that my hands were grasping hold of. I then watched my cock slide in and out of her velvety smooth and wet pussy. I heard the slapping of skin each time my groin met her ass. She was moaning and tossing her blonde hair as we fucked. She had to be fifteen or twenty years younger than I was but I felt like a king...
======================== Family issues and vengeance concerns ======================== I stood over my sister-in-law, whose cheating had caused so much trouble in my marriage. She looked repentant, as she pressed her lips to my leg, her hand stroking my hard cock, her eyes tracking its path. It was still hard for me to believe that my wife had given tha...
"Melissa, I get the feeling there's something you're not telling me." My wife of fifteen years was acting strange. Usually, she wasn't the type to clam up about anything, but for some reason she looked uncomfortable whenever I said anything about Andre, this new assistant of hers at her office. He had only been working for her for about a month, but obvious...
The Newlin's, Marcie & Mark Paris Waterman Chapter 17 Marcie Seeks Help The following afternoon Marcie found herself doing serious soul searching. The most prevalent question she kept returning to was: Where am I and where am I going? Why did I bring André to Ingrid's party? Was it because I wanted to share him with the others, or was it because I wante...
What to do with two gorgeous women? I want to thank the readers of my story Living Works of Art not just for your generous ratings of stars, but also for your wonderful comments! I hope you are not disappointed with this sequel, but at least the sale of the ten-million-dollar apartment is included. I tried to write the story so that you do not really have t...
The man and woman walking down the sidewalk were partners. They were both good looking folks and it was natural to assume that they may be a couple. This was difficult for their lovers. It was tedious to listen to the recount of their work days, hearing not only the standard ins and outs, but of all the little jokes, accomplishments, disappointments & advent...
Note: I like my stories to be a little humorous and different. Make sure you are at least 18 years-old and enjoy. It was a cloudy day when I returned from lunch to find a letter sitting on my chair. It was addressed to me, Steve Duncan and was stamped Personal and Confidential. I receive letters like this one quite often so I just stuck it in my inbox. I ha...
"Yes, we'll be there... I know! I'm excited too!" That's how it all began. My wife of five years had volunteered us to spend the night at her parents' house, to somehow re-live her childhood for her mother who was going through some sort of life crisis now that her two oldest were grown and had moved out. Her mother and father, Shelly and Brad, had creat...
"I will be glad when this trip is over" thought Jeff as he pulled his coach into its parking space at the motel. It had been a long trip and this load of senior citizens had been particularly hard to please. When he had first got the job with the large touring company be had been really enthusiastic. There were thoughts of interesting places and people and...