Gretchen stood behind the counter in the Amish market-golden hair tucked neatly under a crisp, white kapp, striking blue eyes scanning the busy room, a mixture of faces so familiar, a mixture of outsiders so inquisitive. Her shapely figure was appreciatively glanced at as she moved between tables, though she remained quite unconscious of any possible effect on anyone. A little taller than the average, and with long legs,...

"It looks like you have a horny little fan club, Babe," I said to my wife. We were sitting at a bar after a long hot day on the beach. About twenty feet away at a table outside on the patio sat three young men who had been staring at Leeza since she walked in. I call them young men, but I would guess they still had a couple of years to no longer be considered teenagers. "Yeah, I've felt them undressing me with their eyes....

I believe everyone should have that one person that you would drop everything and everyone else for. If he or she calls, there are no boundaries to hold you. No matter what your status: married, single, committed. You answer the call. My person was always married. The moment I saw him, something shifted in me. We didn’t speak. I don’t even think he noticed me then. When I saw him holding hands with her, I reluctantly dism...

I’d maintained distance, resigning myself to friendship—albeit uncomfortable, considering your immeasurable charms. Then one day, I dared a closer look. “What are you thinking?” Your eyes penetrated. “If I told you, you’d run.” “Then, show me,” I whispered. You introduced me to your fingertip first. It drew a line down my cheek before trailing my spine. I shivered. A slow, intimate kiss followed; you’d paid attention to m...

Gary Mitchell was a man who enjoyed sex and was open to pretty much anything. But when his former teacher, Serena Johnson, suggested he bend over and take a strap-on up the ass during a threesome with her and his wife, Amina, he was less than enthusiastic. Still, he saw the excitement in Amina’s eyes and figured there wasn’t much he wouldn’t do to keep her happy. Happy wife, happy life, right? Besides, Serena had just off...

Tallulah means "leaping water". The name is believed to have originated from the Choctaw language, meaning "leaping water" or "waterfall." It is a name that is both symbolic and spiritual, representing the power and beauty of nature. I am Tallulah, I'm nineteen and I work at a men’s club where I strip and dance the pole. My body is a work of art, every inch of me is crafted to perfection. My love for movement and dance is...

I left Ann and Dad on the porch and went inside to look for Mom. She was in her room. I knocked on the door. She opened it. Mom stood in front of me naked. “Time for your next lesson, honey. We’ll begin with pussy eating and ass licking.” She climbed on the bed and got on her hands and knees. I stared at her cunt hanging between her thighs like a ripe peach just below the tight knot of her asshole. I buried my face betwee...

It was a Wednesday night, and it was raining hard. I was hanging out at my place, cleaning up and enjoying a beer or two. There was a knock at the door. When I opened the door, I was pleasantly surprised to find Emma, my neighbor. "Hey, Jason," she greeted. It was the following week after my introduction to my neighbors’ open relationship. I had run into Andrew and Emma once or twice since the initiation; though none of t...

Clever fingers—and a talented tongue—pleasured many a horny frat boy behind sand hills that provided a modicum of privacy for dirty deeds done in the moonlight. The Sand Slut was eager and willing, never missing a drop as she consumed load after load. Newly inducted and encouraged to enjoy her skills, he was mesmerized by her beauty. Instead of foisting his cock in her mouth, he took time to kiss her properly first, earni...

We arrived at the rest stop. Dad put gas in the car while the rest of us went to pee and get something to drink. It was the first time I really looked at Mom and realized she was quite attractive. She was short with blonde hair and blue eyes just like Ann. Her tits were bigger but not humongous like Mary Ellen’s, and her white shorts fit snuggly to her shapely ass. I couldn’t help but envision what her red lips would look...

It is never a good sign when police knocks at your door. A family member had a violent death or a neighborhood robbery took place. But Alan lived with his only relative, his mom, in a gated community in Florida, so neither could possibly apply. A possible third reason, an unpaid parking violation, he wasn’t aware of either. So, when the two plain-cloth officers rang the door bell and showed their IDs he innocently opened...