This is a true story of an encounter with a lady that I met a few years before I met my wife. I'd been out on the town in Plymouth, where I'd been drafted due to being in the Royal Navy. It was Easter, so everyone I knew from my ship was on leave. I was i...
Her pumpkins are ripe and plump, soft to touch and free to sample, she has no modesty, no shame, it's all about the treat for her. Costume torn open, lying soiled on the floor. All the dads know her as the local slut, the dirty whore! Where once a year sh...
"Hi, you two; fancy seeing you here," came a voice from behind us, making us freeze and turn around slowly. "Fuck!" Molly hissed, glancing at me with gritted teeth as we both turned to see who it was. Turning, we found Becky, our waitress from before, wit...
The food was delicious, and the wine really hit the mark while we talked. Our chat had jumped from lustful dirty talk to questions about what I planned on doing next, now that I’d left college. My dad had offered me a job at his company, but I was unsure...
I'd not stuck around last night after my dad had joined us, mainly because I was so bloody horny, especially after my fingers had abruptly slipped up inside Molly's silky wet vagina. That happened because we'd been startled by my dad, but thank god for th...
It had become a typical morning in our household, my dad stuffing his face with his breakfast before dashing out the door without saying a single word. He eagerly wanted to go outside because of his lift to work and his new work associate, Clare. My step...
