When I was bitten by the writer’s bug a few years ago, I was told to write about the things I knew the most about and to write about the things I loved the most. Well, I knew a great deal about many things, but the things that I loved the most were sex and girls. I love turning them every which way but loose.
I’m married to a wonderful girl who loves to fuck every bit as much as I do. The bottom line is that it really doesn’t matter how often we make love because any erotic sight, sound, smell, taste, touch or thought has her wet and ready for more in a heartbeat. Variety has always been the key to our sex life. Our philosophy on sex has always been a simple one; any sexual act engaged in of one’s own free will that gives the participants pleasure, causes them no pain, and causes no one else any harm, is good for them. We feel that no one should have the right to tell anyone else who they can share their body with. All the stories you will read here are true stories based on my and my wife Cyndi’s experience, only the names—as they use to say on the TV show “Dragnet”—have been changed to protect the innocent.
I hope that you enjoy reading these stories as much as we will enjoy sharing them with you.
Interests Sex,Girl,Cars,Computers,the outdoors,Martial Arts,Photography,reading,cats,Dogs, and almost everything else.
Mother and son have oral sex together on Christmas Eve in her hospital room.
One of the many legends surrounding mistletoe is that a girl standing, or, in my case, lying beneath a ball of mistletoe cannot refuse a boy’s kiss. I was lying in a hospital bed with my right leg in traction on Christmas Eve and someone had hung a huge b...
