I unhooked her bikini top and couldn't believe it when she removed the straps from her shoulders. With nothing holding her top on her body but her downward pressure and modesty, my immediate erection tested the spandex of my Speedos. I stared at her nearly topless body and could see the sides of her breasts. I've always been such a degenerate tit man and she...
As I sat in the corner of the dark bar, I looked over the rim of my half empty beer glass at my colleague and best friend, Jack Richards. My eyes fixed him with a steely gaze while my brain assimilated the information that he had just imparted. It was more of a confession really – the sort that only two good friends can share and then only after several glas...
This all happened a year ago. I changed names, places and such for obvious reasons, well, here it goes..... My name is Ellen, I am 32, 5' 8" 115 lbs. My husband's name is Jimmy, he has been working as a salesman in a small company for five years. His Boss, Richard, likes Jimmy the best of all the salesmen and drops hints to him that he may be promoted to sa...
Marie's breasts were incontestably the most beautiful I had ever seen, including those I have seen since. By every measure of beauty they were unsurpassed: size, firmness, shape, the space between them and the cleavage that offered, the way they held firm when she lay down, the slight bounce and vibration when she walked, the size of her nipples. Everything....
Many thanks to Dennis for editing this story. * I had a feeling that something was different with my wife Caroline. Not much, but enough for a man who had known her for twelve years and been married for ten. Caroline and I, Lars Ekman has an average Scandinavian family with two children, seven years old boy and a five years old girl. We live in our own h...
It was nearly six months since Alan had taken up the post of vicar of St Stephen's Church. It had taken a while for him and his pretty young wife Jenny to get used to life in the country after a spell in the inner city, but he was beginning to adapt. One of the biggest adjustments was the size of the vicarage and the live-in domestic staff. Mrs Brown acted...
Comments and feedback are appreciated. Enjoy. * Since you're here, I'll tell you a little bit about myself. That's what you wanted, isn't it, to read about the sordid trysts of a home-wrecking slut? Now, before you judge me too harshly, know that the shattered lives of the men at my feet are caused by their own desires. If only they had a little will, a...
The moving truck pulled up around 11am with our furniture just a few hours late of the scheduled arrival time. It was a warm, sunny day and I was standing in the driveway supervising the movers while they unloaded the truck and directing which room to place the items they were removing from the truck. My wife was inside making sure the items ended up where t...
It was the summer after my junior year in high school. I had just turned 18 and thought I knew it all as I began hanging around with some wild friends. We started experimenting with sex, drinking and I attended a few parties where a lot of both were occurring. My family were devout Catholics and had raised me in a pretty strict environment so it was inevitab...
Cathy and I had been married three years and we were, and still are, a perfect match. My own overactive libido is balanced with Cathy's subtle and covert nymphomania, a match made in heaven. A big plus is that Cathy exudes hotness. She doesn't mean to and is a tease only when it serves a purpose. Fully clothed in conservative attire, which is her style, she...