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We had been out at the pool all day, enjoying the sun and margaritas. I
loved to visit him, he always had something new planned for me. I never
knew what was going to happen when I went over to AJ’s house.
He was on the phone with someone, who I couldn’t tell you. He was
turned away from me …
Joe walked in the door, his sister tagging along close
behind him. She closed the door, and they both headed to the kitchen
to get a drink. The two sat at the table, chatting about their day and
just relaxing from another long, ugly day at school.
Finally, Jamie said, “Where’s Mom?”
“Dunno. Maybe she went out to get something.” …
Read More → Ten years ago, I had just been promoted to vice president
of marketing for the company I work for, and I interviewed
several women for my executive secretary position. I was 42 and
an eager beaver. Lucinda Queensolver was 27 at the time and was
a 5 year clerical employee who had just gotten her short-hand
certificate. She displayed it …
There’s a woman in our neighborhood named
Karen. she’s about 35 years old and she’s
married to a guy named Gregg.
Karen likes to get wild with some of the young
guys who live around here. Her husband is
about 10 years older, and he’s a fat lazy
bastard, so when Karen feels like getting laid
she calls me and …
Much of our sex isn’t planned. It just seems to happen. For
example, we were lying in bed late last Friday spooning under our
duvet, when my wife stated quite boldly that she wanted me to fuck
her. Never one to turn down a chance to fuck my wife, I pulled down
my briefs and started to thrust myself against …
Some time has passed, it was my second girlfriend who took away my innocence.
My name is Ashley, I am 1.65, my hair is almost always red, my breasts are of a considerable size, they are not big but not small either, I have a fat butt and my ex is called Melanie, he is a year older than me …
Read More →One of the nicest surprises happened to me the other day. We have a ‘small’ private toilet in our bedroom with one of those small washbasins to wash your hands after using the toilet.
It was early in the morning when I woke up. Well, I walked into the toilet, (we sleep naked most of the time) and took my …
Read More → As soon as the girls got back from the shower, Roxanne asked me if they
could get high. I got out a joint and the three of us walked down the beach
and got real fucking stoned. Desiree kept saying over and over again, “Wow !
This is so good.” I kept laughing and Roxanne just kept tokin’. When we …
Bill had noticed the first time that he hired young
Jeff Malone to cut the grass that his wife Carrie was
well taken with the handsome young lad. He had caught
her unawares scoping out the bulge in the front of his
jeans on several occasions that day. He had also
noticed that Jeff was keenly infatuated with Carries
tiny …
This guy I saw off and on, was at a small *gathering*
at his sister’s house. Her boyfriend and best friend
were in the kitchen drinking and smoking, and my guy,
Matt, offered me some drink he’d concocted with rum.
I had always been wary of being out of control. So
drinking was usually a hang up to me. But …
When the door bell rang I got up from the sofa. turned off the tv and VCR, as I past the board that held the keys I reached up and grab the keys for apt. 408, I didn’t have to look thru the peep hold but I did to look at Elsa, she was leaning against the wall, as usual …
Read More →It had been a particularly good night at the Peach Pit After Dark Club.
Valerie Malone was more than pleased as she tossed the wad of cash into the
safe. A few more nights like this and the place might actually start turning
a profit. She smiled a broad smile as the safe slammed shut. The night’s
take was especially …
“…in lechery there is at least something permanent, something that is
truly founded upon nature and is not subject to the imagination,
something that is present like a constantly live coal in the blood…if
I didn’t have that, I’d probably have to shoot myself.” -Crime and
Punishment
“Hope all is well. Working in Boston for the summer. We should try …
Read More →Cassie had her last relatively good day in mid-October. She
loved her job; it was modest but she did it well, and the feeling
of competence and cameraderie she got there was rare and heady
wine for her.
She was the third daughter of a rich businessman, an
embarassment and a blot on the family escutcheon, having been born
with …
The soft nigh breeze was blowing in the open window of my room. It was
late Saturday night, or at least late for me 11 O’clock. I was sitting at
my little desk writing. As I paused for a moment before I wrote I smiled.
I was such a naughty girl!
“OOOO diary I just can’t Bellevue what happened tonight! …
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