What a fucking day. The heat was intolerable, coupled with stifling humidity. Gloria's office was usually quite comfortable but the AC just wasn't keeping up that Wednesday afternoon. She felt like a steamed ham by the time she was able to clock out just before 5. The car was worse. She started with the windows open, trying to clear out the worst of the oven heat and only rolled them up when the AC started accomplishing s...

Jared woke very slowly to the sound of the shower. His mind filled with vivid memories of the night and he just smiled. He turned his head and inhaled Wendy's womanly scent from cooling sheets next to him. Forcing his eyes open, he checked the time. Just after 6... early. He was certain Stacy wouldn't be back home for hours yet. He debated getting up to join her mother in the shower but thought better of it. The bed was s...

The comforter tore from her teeth as her body strained again. She'd been biting it, fighting to muffle her cries of pleasure. Her breathing was rough and she gasped like a diver surfacing. Her lungs pumped hard. Her heart pumped hard. Her hips and tight, grinding pussy pumped hard. Short brown hair was plastered to her head in a combination of epic bed-head and sweaty exertion. Hunched over her husband's legs, her modest...

It was the first thing she became conscious of as she woke that morning: his hand on her ass. She was lying on her stomach and he was sprawled on his back next to her. His hand rested on her right cheek, fingertips hooked over the soft underswell. His thumb caressed her and she sighed, completely content. Only a few minutes later, they were both at the bathroom sink; she, brushing her teeth, he, finishing a quick shave. A...

Frank heard the noises as soon as the apartment door opened. He kind of sighed and rolled his eyes. He picked the groceries back up, got through the door and bumped it closed. As he put the groceries away, he really couldn't tune the sounds out. His roommate had a girl over. And she was kind of vocal. "Yeah. Fuck yeah, that's good," he heard clearly. She seemed to be having a good time. He had to use the can which meant p...

I don't want people to get the wrong idea about me when I tell these stories. Yes, I live with two sexy people, Tracy and Buck. Yes, I have sex with both of them quite a lot, both individually and all three of us together. And yes, they both have very dominating personalities while I don't. They are both a little older than me, each in their early thirties while I'm twenty-six. I was twenty-two when they asked me to move...

She wasn't thinking about what she was doing. She was absorbing the experience in almost a daze. But at the same time, there was nothing vague or small about what she was feeling. It was animalistic. Invigorating. Like a little adrenaline mixed with a runner's high poured over a molten bed of lust. Her eyes were fixed on her cock as it drove relentlessly in and out of Mrs. McCoy's lush body. Mandy Falon was brutally fucki...

Gloria managed to escape the office just after four. She'd had sex on the brain all day and couldn't wait to get to her husband. Since her husband had taken the day off, she'd seen to it that he got it started off right with an enthusiastic double whammy. She'd drunk one load straight from his cock and then wrung another into her pussy less than twenty minutes later, riding like a madwoman. Okay, so it had hadn't entirely...

William McCoy, sometimes known as Billy, rolled out of bed sometime after ten. It was a Friday in late summer and his contracting business was on auto-pilot for the time being. So he was taking the day off and planned to ice a bucket of beers and lie out by the pool all day. Probably listen to some podcasts or something. He wandered the house nude, getting a snack and doing a few minor chores. He'd have gotten up earlier...

Her little pussy clasped at the word fuck. "Yes Ron, please fuck me." Ron nudged her into the house and shut the door. His gaze was even hotter. There was one more test he needed. He took the back of her head by her hair and tipped it back. His intent was plain in his eyes. She parted her lips in anticipation. My husband kissed the babysitter. His tongue (oh, god, that wonderful, evil tongue) laid claim to hers. Laura had...

My husband is the greatest man in the world. I've had that thought many times over the last eight years. I know it's hyperbole but I believe it. The best father, the best husband and the best man there could ever be. He's a giver. He moves through life with quiet ease, always trusting in a kind word where others often resort to shouting and demands. For example, he doesn't hustle and con at his work. As a site manager for...

Helen's hand slid through Stacy's bush, rubbing her mound in slow circles. Betty took a large portion of Stacy's other breast into her mouth, sucking the flesh between slobbering lips. Stacy's back arched at the sudden sensations. Jared stroked into her gently a few times but was then stopped by Helen's upturned hand. Leaving Stacy's snowy peaks for a moment, she pushed Jared back, indicating that he should withdraw from...

Scene resumes immediately from chapter 4 Looking down into Stacy's eyes, Helen said, "I know it's selfish of me, but I want your husband again." "Oh really?" Stacy asked, willing to play along with anything the horny slut wanted. Helen looked back up at Jared as he rose to his feet, one hand giving a single caress to his turgid member. "Do you know that my pussy hasn't really be stretched out tonight?" she said. She looke...

Helen pressed a hand against her sex as she lifted herself off Jared's softening member. Her inflamed labia were open so wide that her entire palm nestled between them. Cupping her sex as she stood, the hard-bodied older woman crossed the few feet to where Stacy lay sprawled. The pale younger woman's hand was jammed to the knuckles into her own cunt but seemed frozen there as Stacy stared at Helen. Specifically, she stare...

In just four days, April Martinez's outlook on life had completely changed. The lethargy was gone. The depression and the hopelessness were gone. There was constant energy in her body like a drug. At the ripe old age of twenty-two, the former gymnast had discovered sex. When Bud Tanner first walked into the massage room four days earlier, she'd been depressed and a little frightened and feeling hopeless. His bold arroganc...