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I came home from work early today just to surprise you.
I walk into the bedroom and there you are, taking a nap.
As I watch you sleep you take my breath away. Lying on
your stomach covers thrown off, wearing only an
oversized T-shirt. From here I can see the crack of your
sweet ass and a peek of …
My wife and I once in a while stop at an adult
bookstore when we drive back from her parents. We are
both 40 and we left the kids home and we drove the 2
hours to her parents for the day. On the way back my
wife suggested we stop. As the kids now are getting
older and gone …
1 This story unfolded over two or three years. If you
have followed my previous writings, you are aware that
Sylvia and I married when she was nineteen and I was
twenty-one. When we were first married we lived in
Columbus, OH, where I worked at a local steel mill and
she worked at a large insurance company. I applied …
I doubt very much if I’m the perfect husband. I have
a stressful job and I know I sometimes come home a
little grumpy. Maybe I’m not the best provider, I’m
certainly no millionaire, but we do alright. We have
a nice home, two luxury cars, my wife has a closet
full of beautiful clothes and our eight year old…
It was another drizzling Saturday. As usual I sat alone and horny, looking out the window at the gloom. It was almost noon, but I still hadn’t been able to summon the energy to dress.
Phil. Phil. I called his name to myself. Phil Manners. Mrs. Phil Manners.
That was me. Mrs. Phil Manners. Sherry Manners. God, when he’d popped …
Read More →I was tied up and she was tied down. What a
predicament, what a terribly erotic predicament. My
wife had helped the fellow restrain me, to my and her
specifications. I was thrilled.
I was tied standing up on the end of the bed, my hands
tied to the tops of the heavy wooden canopy bed and my
feet were …
Every sensual muscle in her sleek body in motion, Katt MacNeil swung out of the Cessna and padded across the sand in the blazing noonday heat.
The tall, leggy blonde was used to ignoring the scorching desert sun a well as the admiring stares from a few local males. There were not many fair-haired women to be found among the …
Read More →The Christmas party being sponsored by my wife’s
company was getting into full swing and I had gone to
the restroom to take care of some serious business, and
as I sat there, I overheard two guys who had come into
the restroom mention my wife’s name and start talking
about her finer attributes.
I peeked out the crack in …
Read More →Walking home from the Wellmans’ party with Karen, his pretty young wife, Jeff Jordan couldn’t get his mind away from Francine Wellman. Jeff was only twenty-five years old, but the beautiful brunette hostess who was almost ten years his senior had certainly ignited a wild flame in his loins. The Wellmans lived just around the corner from them, yet this …
Read More →Sexuality is so much a part of the human condition that it is almost the same as saying to be human is to be sexual. Animals are regulated by seasons and physiological changes which apparently act as stimulus triggers. A bitch in heat, for example, will accept almost any male dog that seeks to confer his favors on her. But …
Read More →“Man it was good to be finally on the open road and out of the traffic.”
I thought to myself. That bastard Bill! He’s so pussy whipped! Calls
at the last minute to say Shelly wanted to do something this weekend and
he couldn’t go on our trip. Shithead!
We had been planning this trip for weeks and he bails …
Read More → I have chronic back pain due to an injury, so while I’m always “up”
for sex, I’m not always up for sex. Sure, I’m a married guy in his
twenties, at my sexual peak, so I’m always thinking about fucking my
hot wife. And if you were married to her, you’d feel the same way:
nice big juicy tits, plump …
I woke up in dim light and wondered why Jasmine hadn’t pulled back the
curtains. Then I realised I was in a single bed with a warm body
pressed close to me. I was wide awake instantly. The memories of last
night came flooding into my mind.
“Shit,” I whispered.
Alexandra murmured something in her sleep.
I realised she was …
My wife, Debby, and I had been married for eleven years. My name is
Larry Walker and Debby and I live in Pensacola, Florida. I came home one
day early and heard Lisa Winslow taking with Debby. Lisa lived next door
and she and Debby visited a lot. “Oh Debby,” Lisa was saying, ” I never
knew what it was …
I first laid eyes on Zazie at a bustling coffee shop in Paris. She was sitting alone, her long, chestnut hair cascading over her shoulders, a book open on the table before her. Her eyes, a deep hazel, were fixed on the pages, but I could tell she was aware of her surroundings. I was drawn to her immediately.
I …
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