It was Sunday. I had borrowed my wife's car to pick up two new lawn chairs. I was listening to This American Life on NPR and wanted to write down the name of a book mentioned. While steering with one hand, I dug in the center console with the other, feeling under the CD cases for a pen. I pulled out random objects: a Bit-O-Honey wrapper, a folded Starbucks d...
First Time Ch 04 - The Horny Wife After dropping off Jake at his Chinatown home, the taxi continued the short journey to Lek’s place. He paid the four-dollar fare, but was too tipsy to walk to his flat and had to be supported. Lek’s wife, a middle aged woman of forty, helped him into the flat. I assisted her to place him on the bed given that he was in a dr...
"All right sweetie," Mr. Marks said as he pulled his car into the driveway, "your mom will text you when we're done with dinner." "All right dad." "You're sure the Dubois won't mind if we're late picking you up?" "No, they're really cool." "All right, have a good time then." As he watched her go, Mr. Marks was very much aware his wife wouldn't have appr...
My eternal thanks to Annanova for editing this chapter. Your friendship means the world to me. I love how you inspire me to be better at this whole writing thing. Enjoy everyone. © 2012, All rights reserved – mimaster ~*~*~*~*~*~ Leaning against the doorjamb, I stared into the empty room. Well, it was almost empty. The big, ornate trunk was there, sitt...
My wife Astrid Ashford Thomas has such an awesome big ass. I just can't seem to stop thinking about fucking it. If you saw her fabulous heart-shaped ass, you'd know how I feel. She's got one of those thick ghetto booties that seem to be made for fucking. At the age of fifty, she's still fine-looking. A six-foot-tall, thick-bodied and large-breasted black wom...
Wanted: A writer needing to have an Alaskan adventure Continued, revised, and rewritten from Chapter 01: As soon as he ejaculated his load of warm, oozy cum in my mouth, he said the words that I had been waiting to hear. "I love you," he said. As if I misheard him or as if I imagined him saying those words in my sleep, I stopped sucking his cock to liste...
It was getting late, and I was getting a bit down. I sat by myself in this swanky restaurant, trying to resist the urge to get pissed off enough to drink. This was the second time I'd been stood up by just one girl, and I swore it would be the last time. I didn't feel like eating, so I asked the waiter for the check, paid it, and left the place. This girl ha...
We last experienced Sophie that summer night when she was nude with us for the first time [see story: Introducing Voluptuous Sophie to Nudism]. My wife Keiko, myself, my daughter Melody and her friend Sara had convinced the shy Sophie to get nude with us at our house in Miami. After plenty of prodding, she got nude in the hot tub, then joined us for a nu...
...I'd got to decide, forever, betwixt two things, and I knowed it. I studied a minute, sort of holding my breath, and then says to myself: "All right then, I'll go to hell." —Mark Twain, The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn *** I was still on my knees when Beetlesmith began a new conversation. "Hell is neither here nor there for now. Those ends are some di...
We both got up early Monday morning, ready to return to work and the real world. Quick showers, and then getting Jason and Christi up and ready for school. Just a normal Monday morning. I did notice Kathy grabbing a tampon from her bag and taking it with her into the bathroom. My guess was that Karl wasn't going to get lucky this Wednesday, which didn't disa...