“She”s going to go nuts when you show her this, Brian,” Karla said to me with a huge grin.
“You really think so, Karla?”
“Oh, I know it Brian. She”s always talking about taking a trip like this with you. But you guys always have so much going on, she thinks it will never happen.”
I took the packet from Karla and looked at it again, scarcely able to believe that we were actually going to do it. Karla is my wife Andrea”s best friend, and the wife of my good friend, James. The bright blue packet contained the airline tickets, hotel reservations, and itinerary for a trip for two to Cabo San Lucas, Mexico. Andrea and I had been married for 13 years now, and had never taken a real vacation together. Something in each of our conflicting work schedules had always prevented us from planning such a trip. But this time, both of us had managed a week off, starting tomorrow, New Year”s Day. Tonight, Andrea and I were going to a New Year”s Eve party held in the lounge of a luxury hotel in downtown Dallas. We were meeting a few other couples and some of their friends. Not wanting to drive after celebrating the new year with a few cocktails and the inevitable champagne toast at midnight, I had reserved us a room at the hotel. My plan was for Andrea and I to party like rock stars tonight, then I was going to surprise her with the packet up in our room before going to bed. I”d even loaded a cooler with ice and beer, as experience told me that sometimes the party goes on, even after the party in the ballroom ends. If nothing else, I”m sure we”d want to have a few celebratory beers as we went over the details of our trip. If my calculations were correct, what would follow would be some seriously hot marital conjugation. Read more…
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Kayla never thought that she’d ever get Carl to agree to even mild experimentation, so she was surprised when he agreed to tie her to the big four-poster bed that was still at her house. He thought it was best to “do this sort of thing” at a venue away from the children. She couldn’t help but agree anticipating that both of them would be making lots of noise.
Her heart was thudding in anticipation as they pulled into her driveway. She put her hand on her husband’s thigh, running her fingers over his crotch and was pleased to discover that he had a hard-on. “I can’t wait to have that inside me,” she whispered and cupped him in her hand. He leaned forward to kiss her, teasing her with his tongue, dropping a hand to cup her breast, running his thumb over her nipple, which immediately stood out. Her breathing accelerated. “Let’s go in,” she said and he nodded. Kayla slid out of the car, her house keys in her hand, and watched Carl emerge a little more stiffly. She pressed the button that locked the car doors and turned to go into the house. They both were startled to see Rene’s car pull in behind them. Read more…
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Lisa let go of Jesh’s dick and Rachel’s boob. She asked me for a cloth, and I gave her one of the washcloths I kept handy on the desk, in this small tub of hot water. I’d picked up these little tubs at Bed, Bath and Beyond that could be plugged in and the water kept hot. There were three or four spread around the room on various tables. They were extremely handy for people who did not want to leave a room but who still needed to clean themselves up.
She wiped her face and between her legs (although for some strange reason the running mascara kind of turned me on, I was hoping she’d fuck someone at least once before taking it off. Don’t ask me, I’m weird that way about white trash shit). Then she turned to Jesh. Read more…
Adam Hardcore Stories Hardcore, Story
“Sequel to “John and Georgia”"
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“Oh, my God. What an orgasm!”
When I came around enough to notice, John was sitting on the floor streaming sweat and breathing like he had run a marathon. Georgia was lying flat, face down, and she looked about as limp as a wet Kleenex. He looked over at me, gave a weak smile, and asked if I would please get him a glass of water with lots of ice.
I slipped my shorts and tee shirt back on and went to the kitchen for the ice water and drank the first glass myself. My knees were shakey standing there in the kitchen. Then I refilled the glass and brought it out to John. He chugged the first glass, and I had to get him another before his thirst was satisfied. Read more…
Dwayne Hardcore Stories Hardcore, Story
“This tale is a continuation of ‘Rescuing Rhonda’. It will make a little more sense if you’ve read that one first.”
The sudden chime of the doorbell startled them, and they stared at each other. The doorbell rang again and Rhonda frowned. “Better pull out, baby. I’ll see who it is and get rid of them. You just keep that lovely cock warm, or even better, get him nice and hard again, ready for seconds.” Jerry pulled back, glancing down. His prick was wet with their mixed fluids. Rhonda swung her leg over his head, giving him a momentary glance of pussy, open slightly, wet, reddened, before she stood and reached for a robe hanging on the door. She blew him a kiss. “Back soon, baby, don’t go anywhere.” Read more…
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As her new Astin-Martin roared up the Ross’ driveway, Michelle Bauer thought of what she was going to say to Shana Ross. How she was going to confront her? Was she going to deck the bitch? Or was she going to yell and scream? Or was she going to calmly tell Mrs. Ross that she knew full well about her affair with Michelle’s husband, Craig?
Michelle and Craig had been married for ten years now, the last few of which had been horrible. Lousy. Their sex – which had drifted to once or twice a month, if at all – was perfunctory and dull. Once, he hadn’t been able to keep his hands off her seductive body, nowadays, he didn’t seem to care at all. Read more…
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Rachel let out a quiet sigh of contentment as she slipped into the hot tub. She settled comfortably onto the built-in seat and watched as Steve stepped down into the tub alongside her. She kept her eyes on him as he poured a glass of wine from the bottle she had placed nearby. The sound of wine flowing mixed with the sound of the steaming water still running from the tap. She admired Steve’s body as he poured a second glass; it was firm and well-toned, the shape of the underlying muscle highlighted by the early evening shadows. As he turned towards her, her gaze wandered across his face, taking in a neatly trimmed goatee and a handsome face framed by short, dark hair. But what she noticed most of all was his eyes, their usual brown appearing almost black in the diminishing light. Read more…
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“Thank you all who sent such positive comments or simply enjoyed the first part of this story. I’m sorry for the delay in posting this, alas life can get in the way at times.”
“Must you ruin my post orgasm glow with that smug look?”
“It’s not my fault you can’t handle losing. Besides what you are really pissed about is that you know you didn’t lose to me, you lost to yourself. For such a control freak, you certainly didn’t show much control.”
My eyes glare red hot through you trying to be mad at you knowing deep down that you are right. I am not mad at you in the least, but I can’t very well give the look of death to myself now can I? I turn away for a moment trying to clear my head and enjoy the last waves of pleasure that are still crashing over me. Read more…
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*1*
“Is that him?” the young nurse said to her colleague.
“I think so. God, he”s hot.”
“How come we can”t have doctors like that in our hospital?”
“Because life”s not that sweet.”
“Good morning,” said the dreamboat doctor to the two nurses behind the reception desk. His voice was deep, soothing, rich yet slightly rough round the edges in that way that made a girl tingle all over. “I”m here to see Hayley.”
“You must be Doctor Mullen,” said Nurse Flanagan, flashing a flirtatious smile his way. Read more…
Dwayne Hardcore Stories Hardcore, Story
“”My beloved is white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand. His head is as the most fine gold, his locks are bushy, and black as a raven. His eyes are as the eyes of doves by the rivers of water, washed with milk, and fitly set. His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet as flowers; his lips like lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh. His hands are as gold rings set with the beryl; his belly is as bright ivory overlaid with sapphires. His legs are as pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold; his countenance is as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars. His mouth is most sweet; yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.” Read more…
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