I was in a state of shock recently when I learned that my best friend, Brooke was getting a divorce from her husband Marc! They always appeared to be hopelessly in love. Any time you saw them, they were always happy and together. But from what Brooke tells me, it seems Marc got that mid-life crisis thing and had fallen for some young thing he had met through work. Marc had left her and the kids and now he was off chasing after every young cunt that walked past him. Brooke is completely devastated. My husband, Ryan and I had gotten in to that same old rut that everyone does after 15 years of marriage. We would have the routine sex on the weekends and on those few special occasions. I noticed that whenever we went out, I would catch Ryan looking at younger ... Read More»

Gathering their glasses and the bowl of fruit, Sam and Erin sauntered to the stairs. "After you," Erin giggled, motioning for Sam to lead the way. As Sam made her way up the stairs, her hips gently swayed from side to side. She grinned to herself as she pictured Erin behind her, watching her ass wiggling. She then slowed her pace, and glanced over her shoulder at Erin, flashing her a mischievous smile. Reaching the top of the stairs, Sam blushed when she remembered the piles of clothes on the floor of her bedroom. "Oh damn...Umm, please excuse the mess. I haven't had a chance to pickup my room. There are piles of things laying all over the place. I usually don't keep my room like this." "That's OK Baby," Erin replied. ... Read More»

TELL ME A STORY: PART ONE Erica Fry thought long and hard before making up her mind to go inside. Nervously she waited for the receptionist to finish up with a middle aged lady who was then ushered away to what must have been the rear of the offices. УMay I help you?Ф the young red haired woman asked. УUh I hope so,Ф Erica mumbled, УI read your ad and wondered if maybe I couldЕЕЕЕФ УIf you could tell us your story?Ф the red head interjected. УYes,Ф Erica sighed thankfully, УthatТs it exactly.Ф УYou understand the nature of the stories weТre looking for?Ф the receptionist asked. УAhem, I think so,Ф Erica replied almost in a whisper. УWell, just to make sure, read this,Ф the red head replied while handing several sheets of type written pages to the obviously ... Read More»

Part 3 of 3 Sharon slowly opened her eyes. It took her several minutes before she was able to get them to both look in the same direction, much less focus. It took a major effort to sit up, so she could look around, and when she did, she saw that she was totally alone, and totally naked. She took a quick look at her watch and saw that the entire incident had taken about three hours, leaving her just under an hour to get herself together for the eleven o'clock news show, and the way she felt at the moment, she knew it would take every minute she had. Well, at least they didn't rob her while she was out, she thought, as she noticed she was still wearing all of her jewelry. She then reached over and pulled her purse to her and found it's contents intact as ... Read More»

It is 7am and I am lying in bed, thinking of you. I woke early this morning, maybe because I am in a strange room, more likely because of the noise of the traffic. I had an early dinner last night and only a couple of drinks in the bar, as there was no-one there I really wanted to converse with. I knew you wouldn't phone last night, although you knew I was here. I knew you wouldn't be able to get away without arousing suspicion and there was no way I could have turned up at the do you were at. All the same, I had spent an age getting ready, just in case. I even shaved my pussy completely, knowing you like that. I tried it for the first time at your suggestion. I was amazed at my arousal as I was doing it, and I loved the feeling of my smooth, wet folds. As I ... Read More»

My name is Rudy. I am a 44 year old married guy with 4 kids, including 23 year old twin daughters. I got married to my high school sweetheart right after graduation. Other than a couple of brief affairs with women I met at work, my sex life has been nothing worth writing about. That is until last March when I fucked the company slut, Carol. Shortly after I got married, my father in-law got me a job at the plant where he worked. It was a decent job with steady hours and benefits. The second shift lifestyle is not healthy for a married person. Back then the legal drinking age was 18 in Wisconsin. We would get off work at 11PM and then head to one of several local bars and drink until the bar closed. I stayed on second shift for three years until I had ... Read More»

It all followed from a late-night call that Mel took while I was in the shower. When I came out, I could see something had changed. “Tell me,” I said. “It was Celia. She says Rob has offered to baby-sit next time - if it would be OK with us if she came instead. She thinks she might be bi, and wants to find out.” “Seriously?” “Yes.” And then, carefully, “It changes things, doesn’t it?” In order to understand just how the situation would change, I need to go back and fill in the details of how our relationship with Robert had developed. Truthfully, it had exceeded our expectations. Rob told us he was the advertising manager for a large group of trade magazines, well enough paid for Celia to be a full time housewife and mother to their three children. We ... Read More»

I looked Ann square in the eye as she wanked my cock. Without a word she got down on her knees and grabbed my hard on and began wanking it with a slow steady rhythm. She then opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around my stiff wood. She started sucking it deep into her mouth and I could feel her tongue moving against my hard dick. I'd fancied Ann for ages and always dreamt of fucking her. I'd play with myself at nights under the bed sheets, rubbing my rigid cock through my boxers, imaging she was sucking my knob or I was fucking her tight arsehole while I held onto her tits. I'd be shooting my jizz in minutes imagining I was spunking up her arse. Once, when I'd gone out on a foursome with her, her man and my missus, we slow danced in our drunken state in ... Read More»

Let me begin this series by telling you that I love to bed older women. Not to say that I do not enjoy the company of women my own age, but there is something about ravishing a beautiful mature lady that really turns me on. MILFS, Cougars, Soccer Moms, I don't care what you call them; but I thoroughly enjoy them. But please allow myself to introduce myself. I am a single guy in his late twenties who recently moved back to my hometown of Philadelphia. I am 6'2, 200lbs, with short brown hair, hazel eyes, broad shoulders, and an athletic build. I have been compared on more than one occasion to a young George Clooney, but I personally don't see it. I try to stay in decent shape through running and swimming, but by no means am I a gym rat. I had lived in Georgia ... Read More»

We stand before the studio mirror. Mark is behind me; his strong arms encircle my torso as he gently but firmly encourages my rib cage to lift, to move, to become unstuck from the muscles that have gained too tight a grip. "Breathe deep," he says in his rich baritone voice that is just ever so slightly rough. As he speaks I feel his breath against my neck and ear, and I feel the warmth of his body through my thin camisole and yoga pants, clothing that gives him easy access to any part of me which calls out for attention from those skillful, knowing hands. Mark is my massage therapist, my teacher, one might even say my guru, and the object of some of my life's most persistent, exhilarating, obsessive sexual fantasies. He healed my body from a painful, ... Read More»

Being a recently divorced English teacher at the local community college had its good days and its bad. The bad were of course when students didn't get what I was trying to teach them, no matter what I tried, and the good days were better then I could ever hope for. The school that I taught at was a small Midwestern college, the class size stayed at around 18 to 20 students. That size class allowed me to give additional attention to any student that took the time to ask for it. I wouldn't go out of my way to help if they didn't ask for it, they had to take the first step. I was around 50 at the time and I especially loved it when it was homecoming week, all the school spirit and the happiness of the students really made my job enjoyable. What made the kids ... Read More»

This is a true story and it happened a month back in January, Name of person has been changed. This will also be my first time writing a story so please bear with me if its got a few mistakes here and there and if it seems a bit rushed. A little about myself, im 19 years old and 5ft5, brown skinned with black hair and look very bear like with a lot of hair (due to my hair colour being black, the hair is more obvious on my brown skin) and im chubby. AT THE GYM It was nearly 2am on the 2nd of January and I decided to go to the gym in the city centre that im a member of. This good thing about this gym is its open 24/7, which allows me to go there at ungodly hours. I got to the gym around 2:20am, got changed into a black t-shirt and grey sweatpants with a ... Read More»

He untied her cords and she remained perfectly still in the bed, her ass up and cheek resting against the smoothness of the sheets, until he turned her on her back. She ran her fingers through his deep coffee colored hair while he lovingly ministered to her body, alleviating her suffering by baptizing her injured nipple with the sweet fluids of his hot virgin mouth. He then bathed her entire breast with his tongue, and then did the same to the other. "Oh William you're so sweet when you want to be," she breathed softly. Julie raised his head looking in his eyes before she kissed him. The light of his passion pulsed hotly there sending a strong shiver done her spine. She parted his lips with her tongue and probed the burning sweetness of his tissue, as ... Read More»

I had walked past that store every day for the past two years. I had never once failed to look in at the window displays. At first it had been furtive, a look from the side of my eyes keeping my head facing forward. Never pausing and giving no outward sign that I was looking at the lingerie display. I had stumbled on the shop during my first week at the new job. I had left work one lunch time to find somewhere to get a bite to eat. I didn't' know Southampton that well, so I had meandered my way through the city centres streets. I had always had an interest the fairer sexes lingerie and had often bemoaned to myself how unfair life was. Men had what? Boxer shorts, y-fronts! While women? Well they had the choice of panties, boy shorts, thongs, silk, cotton... Do ... Read More»

I went in downtown to buy a book and the best way to get there without traffic and parking problems is by subway. I was quit happy to see that the book I was looking for was available in the first bookstore I went. On my way back while waiting for the subway, I notice a blonde girl near me with glasses, wearing a mid long skirt and looking at me with a friendly face. My first thought about her was that she look like a free minded girl seeking for pleasure. She sat near me when I got in the train, I then proceed to read some passages in the book I just brought, that's when I heard her say, "I love that author", I turned my head around and answered, yes he is a good author, from there we started a conversation. I learned that she was not from the city ... Read More»