One day I was taking a shower someone had knocked on the door and then came in with out warning .I thought that it was one of my room mates needing to go to the bath room. Well it was one of my room mates, But he didn’t need to go to the bath r
I went to a nice lounge one night. I was feeling horny and frisky and decided to pick up a guy.
I was wearing my tight stretchy powder blue dress and my tie on the ankle heels. My hair was curled in long loose curls, it was very blonde both from s
(Please read Chapter 1-3 if you haven’t yet, Please Enjoy)
To End Our Weekend
Reclining back, holding our wives that had just hand fed us. Spoiling us, leaving all 3 of us men wondering, What are they p
Continued from Part 1…Mindy and Rob were in training together— Mindy was near divorce, lamenting her sexless marriage, Rob smelled sex and wanted her.
Fresh from getting herself off in the bathroom, Mindy was trying to focus again on the t
Just another boring training class. Mindy was escaping her extensive work to do list because she couldn’t get her mind off her troubled marriage. Her husband had stopped being affectionate at all, even though she’d shaped up considerably since th
I was never expecting to be seduced, at leas not by a man. It happened one lonely night just after my 18th birthday. I was alone at the park the sun had just set my only girlfriend of four plus years had broken up with me just after graduation thre
Since it was late, and I was tired, I got home took a shower and went to bed. The following morning after waking up around 11:00, my mom told me my friend had called and asked me to go over to her house and help her set up for a party she was having
Sometimes you just meet a person who is perfect to be friends with. That happened to me not too long ago. I was just turning 45, my wife and I had seen our better days together and we had drifted slightly apart. Instead of spending our free time t
The bedroom was lit only by the leaping glow of a carefully banked fire, but that illumination was sufficient to show the ornate four-poster bed and crisp satin sheets. The woman had led the way, towing a still-in-shock William Peterson behind her.
The golden gleam of sunlight on the man’s watch caught her eye as she stood in the wintry shelter, waiting for the bus. The sunlight blazed with the sort of imagined warmth which was sucked instantaneously out of you by the biting cold of Michigan
i couldnâ€™t believe itâ€¦ there i was massaging my best friend, gracieâ€™s, clit with my warm, wet tongue. not to mention we were laying ass naked on out apartment floor with our boyfriends watching us. and the strangest thing is, this
Matt Samuels was a highly successful CPA, with a lovely wife named Judith, and they both appeared to be the epitome of bourgeois respectability. They had 2 kids, named Donald and Warren, both of them after millionaires.
Samuels was a lucky man
Carl was pissed and Carrie knew it. “You dirty whore! Skank bitch!” he yelled, causing the other patrons to stare.
“You fucking bitch! You’ll screw anything with a dick and a heartbeat! Shit I bet you’ld even screw a corpse come to think of it
After my divorce things were pretty chaotic in my life. I got to keep the house but had trouble keeping the lawn in shape, what with working and being in therapy. A friend of mine recommended a young man home from college for the summer that might be
“Good evening, WXKR, Winston Drake speaking.”
“I want you to fuck me!”
Winston was taken aback, he thought he had perhaps misunderstood the woman’s words, after all it was 1:30 am and his shift was nearly ending, he was slightly tired.
I was rehearsing this short play in college with this incredibly hot chic late one night. The director had gone home, but we stayed to work on our lines. The cast was just the two of us so we were all alone. The entire night I had been admiring he
One summer, when I was working my way through college, I tried doing some painting in order to pay for tuition. A friend of mine hooked me up with a job painting a new addition to this guys’ house. I met with Mr. Miller and we arranged for how I wa
If you know me you would know that my life has been fairly boring. In high school I never really went to a whole lot of parties, I didn’t drink much(never liked the taste) but I did have fun with my friends. Nearing the end of summer my friend Bobb
Margo hated her next door neighbor, he was a gross, greasy perverted man, his name was Roger. When Margo would go out in her backyard he would see her and stand in his in his boxers with an obvious hard-on and leer at her, sometimes he would, over hi