It has been three years since our Chicago tryst. The tension between Lynn and me remained like dry kindling ready to catch fire. Now at 65 she was still an amazing woman in every way, my attraction to her never waned. I did not see Lynn again, in the flesh that is, until one hot Carolina summer afternoon. Lynn was considering retirement in order to care more for her invalid husband and reduce the expense of his caretaker. Her leaving the university would leave a void in life. Every now and then I need a day to get away and recharge my battery. A real estate developer had a lake bungalow he would let me use for a day so I could retreat. I had no radio with me, no television, and no stereo, which meant having no baseball games, no news, and no Mozart. I did ... Read More»

After our first fuck, Kathryn and I sat at her kitchen table sipping coffee. We had both pulled our clothes back to a respectable state and sat face to face, both of us feeling slightly guilty because of what had happened but both knowing it wasn't going to stop there. Kathryn finally broke the silence, "So was fucking me as good as you hoped?" I smiled back and simply said "It was wonderful." "And you want more?" "If you are offering." "Oh most definitely, I think you and I came can to some arrangement that keeps us both happy without your darling wife finding out, don't you?" I felt a pang of guilt, but my lust for Kathryn was enough to override that in a matter of seconds. "So I know you have a fetish for panties, but what other little sexual fantasises ... Read More»

After my first encounter with lady Kim, I should perhaps explain what happened at her friend Gloria's house a month or so earlier.... In itself it was a very straightforward callout, a dripping tap in the ensuite of the master bedroom, should really have taken only half an hour at the most. It was the first callout of the day, barely gone 8am when I knocked on the door of a large bungalow in the eastern suburbs, the well off section of town. As the door opened I saw a tall shapely brunette standing there with a miffed look on her face, dressed in a knee length skirt suit the lady of the house looked as if she was waiting on me to do the repair then head straight for work. "Morning M'am, you called for a plumber," I said as she looked me up and down, ... Read More»

Sorry that it has been such a long time between stories. I have enjoyed reading thoughts about my first two stories and getting to know some of my "fans". This particular story happens as the summer months die down and the autumn winds arrive turning all that is green into oranges and brown. I had recently returned to Knoxville to pick up some more of my things from my husband's house (I say husband because at this point we are only separated, not fully divorced). A phone call to John and a brief car ride to Cherokee, NC finds me in his presence again. We met mid morning and had some fun walking around what I guess could be considered Cherokee's main street. A table hockey game or two, followed by Go Carts, and a chance to ride a mechanical bull was just a chance ... Read More»

The warm golden sun bounced off the water, and then reflected off a pristine white lifeboat into a large suite on the deck of the cruise ship, there it teased at the eyelids of a beautiful older woman. The light disturbed her dreams and slowly she opened her eyes to a new day. She stretched, yawned and reached for the clock. Too early for exercise and besides she was on vacation. She checked her schedule it was even to early for breakfast on deck. She turned over and tossed a pillow. There had to be something to do. Once MaryAnn was awake, she could never get back to sleep. She smiled. You could always eat on a cruise ship. She reached for the telephone, ordering room service like a lady born to such luxuries. "Please bring me a full pot of Colombian ... Read More»

The Zeta Omicron Rho house was the oldest frat house on campus, and the largest. They were known for accomplishments of their alumni and their ingenuity at constructing entertainments for themselves. Their residence was the envy of their competition: filled with fine furniture, antiques, indoor swimming pool, gym, and a meeting room lined with composite photographs running back a hundred years. Their counterparts on sorority row, the Zeta Rho Omicrons, were known for their high G.P.A. and their competitive spirit. The female Zetas had a residence equally envied by their competitors, containing a beauty salon within. The Zetas regularly socialized, and had a long tradition of the ZZ Cotillion, where each group provided an Saturday evening's entertainment for the ... Read More»

Lord Anthony Millhaven of Beechwood leaned indolently against the kitchen door frame observing cook as she rolled pastry. Back and forth, back and forth, she industriously rolled and flattened the big piece of dough. What made it entertaining to him was that she faced the doorway where he stood, and, bent over and dressed only in a low cut chemise, he was treated to the highly erotic view of her huge milky white breasts rolling and swaying as she moved back and forth. They were bedewed with sweat and gleamed in the dull light. The filmy material displayed her hard thrusting nipples every time she pushed forward. Tony's cock started to lengthen down his thigh. She straightened and wiped a floury forearm over her forehead and pushed some wisps of grey hair back ... Read More»

As way of introduction, I am not the kind of guy ladies swoon over. I am of average looks and average build for a man of my age, 56. I am mostly bald and keep what hair I do have cut fairly short. I do exercise fairly regularly as was the case when this story happened. I was on a weekend bicycling/camping trip, something I try to do three or four times a year. It was an early spring day and the weather was perfect for my trip. I had left late Friday morning having loaded my gear on the trailer the night before. I went in to the office to check on a few things for work the next week and finding everything in order I was off. The first leg of my trip was not long or very challenging. It was about 45 miles through the wooded hills surrounding my home in Missouri. ... Read More»

After I had broken up with my girlfriend, I was horny. Very horny. I also was interested in blurring the line between sex and control. I wanted to be dominated by a woman and try dominating her. I made an unusual choice of sex partners. I was still fairly young - 23. I was living close to where I grew up. About an hour away from my boyhood home in a nearby city. It was a weekday night, and I was shopping in an expensive mall. Out of the blue, a woman stopped me. She gave me a warm smile and big hug. I took me a moment and then I recognized her even though I hadn't seen her in eight years. She was Mrs. Clarkson, the last babysitter I had. She was chatting me up. Asking how my younger b*****r and f****y were. She kept saying how handsome I had become. She was ... Read More»

At ten past three on the next Wednesday, there I was round at the charity shop, wondering about my next donation. The closed sign was in the window but I tried the door anyway - it was locked. So I just wandered along the nearby shops, idly looking in the windows, until is was quarter past. Making my way back I kept wondering about Maude, and last time I'd been in the shop. Had I dreamed all that dressing up and her wanking me? Surely it couldn't have been real? I got to the door and tried it again, but it was still locked. I looked into the shop, and then saw at the back, the figure of someone by the changing rooms. It was Maude, and seeing me she came out towards the door. I could make out a pink polo neck sweater and red skirt, and her face looked quite ... Read More»

There's always one of them in class. I've been a high English teacher for twelve years, and it never fails. Every year I watch them rise through the ranks of girlishness into budding womanhood, there are always those girls who get in touch with their sexuality early on, who realize and understand what their nubile young bodies do to men and who enjoy the torment they cause. But I've learned how to deal with these vixens. This is the story of Cheryl, a classic tease from the word go. Even as an early blossoming freshman I'd witnessed the way she coyly drove her male classmates to distraction, and I daresay there were many a time that I would close my eyes while fucking my wife and imagine it was Cheryl's tight pussy I was plowing into. But I bided my time; ... Read More»

Dressed as a slutty catholic school girl, I knocked on the door. Jen’s father Ben answered the door with a surprised look and invited me in. My blonde hair was in pig tails tied with bright red bows that matched the bra underneath the white oxford dress shirt. The shirt was unbuttoned and tied at the bottom exposing my cleavage and navel. I found a dark plaid skirt and shortened it to just above my thighs. White knee stocking covered my calves and I wore clunky platform paten leather heels on my feet. I applied tons of eye liner and dark shiny lip stick and nail polish to pull off the whore look. I was supposed to meet Jen and drive up to a Halloween party. I don’t think he expect me to look like I did. Her Dad explained that she was going to be late due to ... Read More»

Hi, I’m Paul, and “life is good”. Like most graduates from the University of Florida, I’m a proud Gator and still love the large, diverse college life and community. Although I’m 44 years old, I keep myself fit and trim at the local health center and running on campus. Both activities allow me to casually check out the hot new coeds in the neighborhood near my office which keeps my blood pulsing if you know what I mean. I dress well and fortunately still have a full set of hair on my head with a sprinkling of gray, for that distinguished look. Since graduating from the business school, I’ve been lucky and very successful as a real estate agent. While leveraging my contacts with college peers, professors and staff, I have built a first class reputation for ... Read More»

Dana fidgeted nervously on the couch while Dr. Wallace studied the patient history form that she had filled out an hour earlier. "I see that you've been married for about three years now, is that right?" the doctor asked casually. "Uh, yes," she replied. "It was three years last month. And everything was pretty much all right between you and your husband until you had the baby?" "Yes, we had a wonderful marriage," she answered softly. "But now............." "What do you think went wrong?" the doctor asked. "Is there anything specific or just a general malaise in you relationship?" "I-I'm not sure," Dana replied slowly. "It's hard to put your finger on any one thing." "Well that's why you're here," Dr. Wallace replied gently. "So we ... Read More»

This is Jenny from Las Vegas Nevada and this is My Naughty Story. This past summer I left my husband Warren after catching him fucking a 19 year old showgirl. Warren is a lazy, cheating, good-for-nothing, scum bag drunk. Too bad I didn't figure that out sooner. I met Warren two years ago at Bally's Casino where I work as a dealer. I was on the rebound after my first marriage failed and fell for the first bad boy that paid attention to me. My kids and I had to find a new place fast after I left Warren. I had sold most of my furniture when I moved in with him. Other than the kid's bedroom furniture I didn't have much to move. We found a two bedroom apartment a few blocks off the strip. It's not the best neighborhood but the best I can afford right ... Read More»