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
Story number : 025
2 men and a lady
For years I had been making Stefan’s mind crazy with one single request, “Please, let me watch.” For years, his answer was always “No”. But finally he broke and gave me the possibil
Chris set his sparkling glass of Zinfandel down on the brick-and-concrete rim of the spa. Across from him, his wife did the same.
They’d heard on the news that they might be able to see bits of the Leonid Meteor Shower tonight, so they’d slip
You went to Amsterdam with the boys for a stag weekend and when you said you were thinking of not going because of me, I really encouraged you to go, finally persuading you and telling you to enjoy yourself. On the Saturday night yo
The beach was stretched out before her, an endless sparkling paradise all around. She walked through the sliding glass doors into the bedroom made with glass walls, giving her an uninterrupted view of the beauty surrounding this haven. Renting this
Here i am sitting at a bar, just waiting for my mates to arrive so that we could start another night on the town. when all of a sudden, a hot blonde about 5’7 walks into the room, every guy in the room just stops and looks over at her. She’s wear
The weather reports on the television set were coming in fast and furiously now.
“Sustained winds now reaching 30 miles and hour with wind gusts up to 50. We anticipate the eye of the hurricane to hit us within two hours with eye wall winds
The Non-Vanilla Room Part 2 by Screw3 copywrite August 15, 2004
Andrea stood in front of the door to the room that Phil had rented. “Would you like me to open the door, sir?”
Taking the key, “No, I shall do that.”
Phil opened the doo
A New Beginning
Chapter One: Meeting Jamie
I had been unhappy with my marriage for a very long time. The main problem was that I was no longer satisfied with the sex. During the relationship, it had gone from very good to routine to uni
She was my boss when I was in high school. She was a very flirtatious and sexy woman about whom I fantasized daily. She was tall – about 5’9″ – and very well endowed with huge DD tits. She had long firey red hair and she knew how to get whatever s
“I’m sure you ladies will like this one,” the saleswoman said, leading the mother and daughter across the showroom floor. “We do have the best penises that money can buy.”
“Oh wow, look at that, Mom,” said the young girl.
The girl’s mot
I was at a concert for one of my favorite bands, trying to make my way up through the dense crowd of people before they took the stage. Luckily, there were two opening bands that I had little interest in, that would give me time to work my way to the
This is the fourth installment in the “Encounter” series, and a bit of background is perhaps useful. Jacquelyn Shivers and Todd Alverson are sales managers for a high-tech firm; Julia Tammar is a freelance “white-hat”
I’m an executive secretary for a local engineering firm, a single mom supporting a 21-year-old college aged daughter. Over the past 3 years she has worked here in our office, part time, doing odd jobs to help earn her way through school.
I came home from work tired and warm, so I got a bottle of wine and a glass from the fridge. I went to my bedroom and took off my jeans and sat on my small veranda in my panties and t-shirt.There was a cool breeze and the wine was chilled just right,
It was so hot and humid that summer afternoon that the sweat would just pour from one’s body if you weren’t in the pool. My girlfriend Lindsay and I had been in the routine of going to the pool every day after our summer classes were over for th
Brenda looks over at Jane to see that she has been tied into a ball tie, her knees to chest. At this moment she is laying on her side arms behind her back. The girls make eye contact and smile at each other; you can just see the corners of their ey
“So you’re the new stock boy, huh?”
Allison nodded. It was her first day on the job. She knew she still had a lot to learn, but she still found it funny that she was called a stock “boy.”
“There’s a hierarchy around here,” the other emp
This is an account of an occurence I had a summer or two ago with my very hot, sexy, and free-minded older sister, Denise. Let me begin by saying that she and I have always gotten along well, and, things of a sexual nature were never considered “off-