So, I've already told you about my horny little sister-in-law Tina, the one who came to do her laundry at our home for several months as they rebuilt their home.  I have never recounted any of our escapades to anyone who personally knows either of us because I don't believe in 'kiss and tell'.  Apparently, Tina doesn't feel the same way. Between my wife and me, we have blended two large families to became one huge one.  I...

My sister in law stopped in to pick up some laundry my wife had done for their Mother.  She was still an emotional basket case, completely devestated by the hanging suicide of their neighbor's fifteen year old son.  She had actually helped cut him from the tree in the wooded area behind their neighborhood. She walked through the back door, eyes still bloodshot from endless tears, and looked emotionally drained.  One look...

I am an oversexed, under-serviced middle-aged man who is still in decent shape and has a full head of silver hair, and a cock full of seed to offer.   It seems that nearly every day, I get raging hardons at the slightest bit of provocation.  Practically every good looking woman I see, meet or talk to, innocently and unknowingly, provides the necessary stimuli to send me into an embarrassing state of arousal. So I should n...

Nicholas, or Nick to his friends, was a 21st Century Adonis, only much larger.  Nick stood 6'10", 360 pounds his senior year in high school.  He was a strikingly handsome, highly intelligent and naturally gifted athlete who seemingly had the ability to pack on muscle mass by just walking past the weight room. What hung between Nick's massive, muscular thighs was equally impressive.  His man area looked like the business e...

Both my wife and I come from large families. When we are all together, there's over fifty in attendance. Even though we don't gather frequently, we are a pretty close knit family. My name is Howard, Howdy to most since I was a kid. I was given the nickname because my youthful awkwardness reminded my friends of the TV character, Howdy Doody. My given name was given me as a reminder to my very famous, mega-wealthy biologica...

"Happy Birthday!" the nurses cheered as he stepped off the private elevator. Completely surprised, Howdy threw his hands in the air, "Well I'll be... I completely forgot. Thank all of you so much." All but one of the gorgeous faces in the small crowd, huddled around, giving him warm hugs, kisses and a couple even slipped in birthday gropes. Most had been on staff for a several years, except one in the background. As was h...

In a previous story, I wrote, 'Taking Stepdaughter's Virginity', I shared some details of how my late wife's college-age daughter became my lover. Throughout junior high and high school, her daughter Emily had grown into an honor roll, multi-sport student athlete that received numerous scholarship offers to D1 colleges.She accepted a scholarship to play at Texas A&M. That is where I first met her mom, Heather. It was a ch...

Veronica stared at me for what seemed an eternity. Finally she looked away, her gaze fixed somewhere beyond the large garden bath window. Surely there was some hole in the ground I could crawl into and hide I thought. "Don't worry about it Howdy." she finally said, breaking the long, deafening silence, "I figured sooner or later, you would falter. All men lie and cheat. I just hoped that my man wouldn't, that's all." "B-b...

Winter mornings here in Houston had been excellent running weather: light breeze, mid to low 50's, low humidity. Other than feeling exceptionally horny that morning, that particular morning in mid January was no different. At least the early part of the morning wasn't. It was uneventful, I had finished my run and gone into my home gym to work on some weights and stretching. It felt good to loosen up the old body. After a...

"Howdy, I don't want to see you anymore." Mrs. Blair said with her head bowed dejectedly. "You make me feel dirty, used, insignificant." Here she goes again I said to myself. She's headed off on some emotional rabbit trail. It was more like chasing the rabbit into the mirror. I laid there on the bed, naked, spread eagle facing her direction. My legs hung over the side with feet planted on the floor as I leaned back on bot...

"Hello, is this Howdy?" the soft feminine voice on the phone asked. "Well, I guess that depends on who is asking," I replied in a slightly flirtatious tone. Veronica, my wife of over thirty years had only been gone a few days. The annual month long ski tour from Heavenly to several Colorado stops to Jackson Hole was under way without me this year. A nagging running injury had made me reconsider joining my wife and her two...

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it. But there it was, a big hand written sign on the plate glass window, GOING OUT OF BUSINESS. I sat in the car, staring in disbelief. Lexi must be heart broken for sure I thought to myself. She poured her life into this place, and now... Movement inside the coffee shop caught my eye and interrupted my train of thought. I could see the shape of a woman moving...

This episode deserves a brief setup. If you have been following the Boy Toy series, you know who the women are. If this is a new read for you, this will be helpful. Veronica is my wife of 30 years now. She is, was, the niece by marriage to Melissa Thompson. She is the only niece or nephew of any form to Melissa Thompson. Even though not blood related, Melissa still took her under her wing and treated her like a daughter-...

I had only been back in school two weeks when Melissa called, crying hysterically. "Something happened to Gypsy. Come now?" was all I was able to distinguish from her gut wrenching sobs. 'Something happened to Gypsy' was all I needed to hear before sprinting to my car and hauling ass for Houston. With adrenal glands pumping and my heart about to explode, I drove like a possessed madman until I pulled into Gypsy's driveway...

"Aaaaand STAY OUT! You're lucky I don't call the police, you fucking weirdo !!" the lingerie store manager yelled at me, giving me a firm push between my shoulder blades. Dammit, some people are way too sensitive when it comes to public sex I mused. It was obvious to me that the lady manager never saw Abigail hidden away in the middle of one of the clothing carousels . Good thing Abi didn't have her usual neon hairdo goin...