I woke up early the next morning to the sound of birds chirping. The sun was just beginning to rise, casting a golden light across the landscape. My dreams last night felt empty and devoid of thought, just those words resonating in my head like a frozen TV screen. Maybe I’m still in some kind of matrix, and all of this isn’t real. I stretched and yawned, watching the mist rise from the water and seeing the misty outline o...
Natasha and I have been friends for years, good friends, but in a strictly plutonic way. We talk about anything and everything, but not sex simply because while she is divorced and singled, I am divorced and remarried. Though I am remarried, my wife and I live in separate states. A product of travelling years ago with my Tinder profile active. My relationship with my wife works. We have a happy marriage, albeit one based...
We connected straight away. Since the first kiss. On our second time together, we both anticipated a good time and fell into each other's arms eagerly. We locked lips and our tongues sought each other's out. We started kissing, then started feeling each other's bodies. He felt my boobs as I unbuckled his pants and felt his hardness. Then we were kissing again, our tongues exploring. He liked my lingerie and said I should...
I was working in the mall's parking lot, doing my thing. The sound of my pin finder carried on the breeze as I neared the local gym in the mall. Suddenly, a melodic voice behind me asked, "Looking for treasure?" I turned around, and there she stood. She had shoulder-length brown hair, hazel eyes, and a pretty smile. She wore a low-cut shirt, a light jacket, and tight exercise pants. Her camel toe was winking at me, and I...
Chapter Five Grace Remy Stewart was back in the saddle, and it felt really fucking good! Her return to work had improved her mood immensely. Though she was busier than ever trying to balance raising two kids under the age of two with being the COO of Stewart Enterprises, it was hard to deny she was much happier than when she was trying to be a stay-at-home mom. After a few weeks of working three half days, she realized th...
It’s lounge lizard time. Just lying back, relaxing—end of a long, tough week. Fingers lazily tracing breasts and throat and lips. Contented, calm, peaceful moments. Your thoughts are still attuned to work as you start to wind down after another hard, but very rewarding day. You finally closed on the Dickenson house. Just over $1.1 million net and Rudy closed the sale of that new apartment building across town as well. The...
Fortune had smiled upon us, and we finally closed on the house of our dreams. It was in one of the nicest neighborhoods in the city and the schools were top notch for the kids. Best of all, in my mind at least, was the kick ass back yard which backed up to a beautiful greenbelt. The back yard had an amazing pool with a swim up bar, and privacy was provided by old growth hedges that were fully matured. It was our own littl...
He eats pussy like a man on a mission With a hunger that can't be tamed His lips and tongue dance across her skin Leaving her wet and wild with desire His happy sighs fill the room As he revels in the taste of her His touch is gentle yet firm He knows exactly what she needs He loves the way she moans The way she arches her back in pleasure He worships her with every kiss His love for her, evident in every caress Their con...
She looked at him with a bewildered expression. He smiled as he read her mind. “Don’t worry, honey, there is plenty of time for me later! It’s a you and me kind of weekend!” “What? where? huh” she asked confusedly. “Just GET IN the Jeep and we can get outta here!! I’ll be three minutes to get my stuff!” He ran upstairs to pack a few things leaving her wondering what had just happened. Her phone buzzed and she saw it was f...
For years I have been imagining my wife being fucked by some other guy. Any time she was away overnight my imagination would run away and I would often masturbate to the image of her cheating on me. I even imagine her on her knees in her boss’s office with the door closed, giving him what his wife won’t. Men have always been attracted to her and she has always been comfortable around them, more so than women. She is no gl...
Sam again took my hand and led me into his family room. A very cozy den with a large plasma television in one corner, a fireplace across the far end, and a well-stocked library in the other corner. Facing all three was a huge sectional sofa with a lounging seat at one end. Soft lights were shown from the ceiling, and a unique ceiling fan rotated slowly overhead. "What a wonderful room, Sam," I commented. "Thanks, Margaret...
His eyes are getting heavy as he sits leaned back on the sofa, in front of him the same news is running across the TV screen for the third time. It has been a long day at work. Or well, just a day, really. But he is exhausted, nonetheless. The glass of red wine in his hand is leaning dangerously to the right, aiming at the crotch of his washed-out jeans. Suddenly, a cold breeze brushes over his neck as the door to the apa...
Chapter One My eyes floated over the gorgeous woman’s body as I realized the weight of what I had done. Whether the Boss allowed his wife to sleep around on her own time or not, I knew he did not allow his men to fuck her. I had heard stories of men being dried in concrete and dropped in the sea for doing less than what I had just done. And yet, I found my cock stirring at the thought of being inside her. Marlene was clos...
We finish packing up your car and picking up the house before you plug the address to the trail in your GPS. We jump in and drive off, making our way to a hiking trail on our monthly day away from the kids. “We could still go to the movies. Oh! We could watch Notre Dame play at the bar around the corner!!” I yell excitedly. “It’ll be north on 65 at the exit,” you say, ignoring me completely. “No, you’re right. Hiking on t...
Brie was quietly feeding her baby in the bedroom and as she was breastfeeding, her thoughts of the afternoon's events came flooding back to her. The feeling of her breasts being emptied made her body feel good. The thought that she cared for the life she had created made her heart feel good and warm and always brought a bit of a tear to her eye. The act of breastfeeding though was now bringing her mind back to the feeling...
