The boat had just pushed away and was just about 10 feet from the dock and Pam reached one arm over the railing and I reached out to touch her. Our fingertips were only a few feet apart. She shouted, "I Love you!" and something else, but the PA system on the boat was blaring island music so I couldn't hear what. I thought that she had said, "Thank you!" but...
Margret is a sexy Milf (mother I'd like to fuck) living the suburban life. Her husband Scott is an extraordinarily successful microchip designer. They live fabulously in a big house. They drive awfully expensive cars and have more friends than they can count. Their love life was well, but, predictable to say the least. Its been the topic of discussion for a...
There were already half through one of the worst years since they had been married. It was like one set back after another for George and Gloria, first after trying to get pregnant since their honeymoon, this year she had two miscarriages. The Doctor claimed her husband had not only a low sperm count, what few he had been too weak to keep her with child. T...
Twenty-Two More Questions Summary: 22 questions asked by readers answered. NOTE: Thanks to Tex Beethoven and Robert for editing. I wrote the essay Twenty Questions in December 2017 and Twenty-one More Questions in 2018. I answered the following questions, in case you want to read them. 1. Are you really a teacher? 2. How often do you wear nylons? 3. Wh...
XXIXBritain Means BusinessEden2050 It was another bloody bastard journey back home to England, Eden reflected, as his chauffeur-driven car finally pulled into the drive of his Surrey estate. He increasingly despaired of the state of his home country every time he was troubled to pay it a visit. He'd had to wait two days in Milan while flights to Heathrow we...
[Author's Note: All characters in this story are 18 years or older.] Las Vegas: Two weeks later "You seem nervous, baby," Val said to Ron as they rode up in the elevator after having a drink in the hotel bar. "A little," he said. "Aren't you?" "Maybe a tiny bit," she answered. "But I'm so horny thinking about my fantasy—our fantasies—coming true that...
I wake to the clamour of the landline announcing a telephone call. I really did drink too much on the plane last night. How the hell did I drive home in that condition through the thunderous gale? The ignored caller rang off without leaving a message, but now I am almost fully awake. I know where I am, in my loft room, my study, my sanctuary, until... No,...
I recoiled in a sideways fetal position for a minute or so to catch my breath and let the pain subside. The concrete was not only hard and rough but it was hot as hell on my near naked body. I was writhing back and forth while putting pressure on my balls and lower stomach in an attempt to work through the pain. The uncomfortable ridges were digging into my...
This is a story about Stephanie, a new hot wife. I first introduced her in the first story I wrote, “Cards With Friends.” Stephanie is married to Jason, who is now a happy cuckold husband. This is now the ninth story with her. At the end of another story I wrote about these two, called “Threesome for a Hotwife,” Stephanie now wears a gold anklet on one of he...
"I can't believe that nigger won again!" Beth was muttering herself quietly as she walked away from the celebration behind her. It turned her stomach to see the black man celebrating. Cocky bastard, Beth thought to herself. I didn't come on this show to have some nigger holding power over me. Beth stormed across the backyard toward the house. Beth was begi...