I liked my neighbours. He was a friendly guy, always willing to help, and never any hassle. She was his long-suffering wife, ample chest and a joy to see about, especially in the summertime when her cleavage was often on display. I'd fantasized about those tits enough and often admired her bras on the line drying. He was a useful guy to know too, a good handyman, something I'm most definitely not. He often gave me help wi...

By the time Kurt pulled into my driveway, I was desperate to get out of his car. I moved to open the door as soon as he came to a stop. "Jocelyn, wait." He grabbed my arm. "Let go of me!" I yanked away from him, feeling his rough grip even after I was free. Again, he said my name, but I ignored him. The rapid click of my heels against the pavement betrayed my eagerness to escape. I was halfway to the house when I heard hi...

It had been months since Susan had spoken to Aiden apart from exchanging basic acknowledgments when they passed each other in their driveways coming and going from their respective homes. At first, it had been difficult to enforce the end of their affair. While Susan avoided sending mixed signals to the boy, he had continued to leave the blinds of his bedroom window open for her to see him if she happened to look in that...

I lay in Ryan's arms, a faint smile on my lips. "How are you feeling?" he whispered while drawing me even closer to him. I struggled for the right response. Above all, I was still in disbelief that this had actually happened, but if I had any doubt, the lingering tenderness between my thighs let me know it was no dream. I finally grinned and said, "Awesome." He laughed low and soft. "I'm so glad because I'm feeling pretty...

It had been about a week since the Peterson’s had moved across the street from my family. Even though their time here has been short, they’ve already proven themselves to be friendly people. The widowed Mrs. Peterson was always inviting me and my wife, Sherri, over for cookies or a quick board game. Wanting to return the hospitality, we invited the Petersons over to join our small family’s annual Fourth of July backyard b...

Molly “Ohh, that feels good,” I moaned as Josh teased me with his tongue. His warm breath tickled my inner thighs and caused my pussy to clench and my legs to clamp around his head. He tugged me closer to him by my hips and moaned into me, pressing his tongue in between my lips. My body writhed in response; my back arched, and my toes curled. I was getting so lost in the feeling of Josh’s mouth on me that I didn’t hear th...

Jen lay in bed naked. She had just gotten out of the hot tub, dried off, and was still enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm. With her legs spread, pussy lips puffy, and clit still sensitive, Jen once again lost herself in her teenage memories. Oh, what a slut she was back then, fucking everyone willing to share a bed with her, regardless of what they had between their legs. Jen had mellowed out and gotten wiser over the y...

I wasn’t going to attend the annual neighborhood block party. It was exceptionally hot and humid, even by Florida standards. With the sun beating down and the usual amount of excessive alcohol served, it just didn’t appeal to me. Additionally, my husband Rick was looking forward to this. All the more reason for me not to go. I can’t stand being with him. Thank God we don't have children. I had intentions of going downtown...

Recap: Tammy and I had been neighbours and close friends: until last night when a combination of wine and decided to re-enact a Love Island scene and had ensued our nakedness. During the day, we texted periodically as we had done, albeit more often since our partners had left us as we had been spending more time together as friends. We were surprisingly not hungover, but nor did we have the energy to run a marathon, of wh...