Jake kept pushing the accelerator down in his red firebird and the engine responded. He was taking full advantage of the straight stretch of road to clear his mind. The twenty-six year old couldn’t believe the turns his life had taken. Both his real parents were gone now. His mother had died while he was young and his father recently died after a short illness. Inheritance had made him well off, being the only child. But the thing that rattled his mind was how his father granted lifetime rights of the family house to his stepmother. Read more…
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“Honey, I’m home!” I called out as I walked in the front door. I had been feeling frisky and horny most of the day, a mood brought on mainly by the leggy displays of my hot new secretary.
“I’m in the kitchen, Sweetie,” my wife answered in her sultry welcome home voice. The sight that revealed itself to me as I entered the kitchen made me forget all about my leggy secretary. Val, my wife of more years than I care to think about, stood in front of the kitchen sink, slightly bent over as she was working on something. Her long legs started with trim ankles and tapered upward past very nice knees and continued their mouth-watering journey up underneath the hem of the light blue miniskirt that started about four inches above her knees. Since she was slightly bent over, her World Wonder ass was enticingly hinted at under that wonderfully tight, form fitting miniskirt. The tee shirt she had on did little to hide the succulent braless breasts contained within. Though not overly large, I knew from past experience how wonderful they felt in my hands, how wonderful her nipples tasted. Read more…
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My name is Paul Wilcox and I am a High School math teacher just completing my first year at Jefferson High. I had relocated over the previous summer from an all-male prep school in California to the city where my brother lives in Illinois, and the past year had been a real eye opener. I had thought that coming to the midwest to continue my teaching career would be a calmer, more sedate atmosphere. How mistaken could one 40 year old single man with a masters degree be! As the last school day of the year unfolds, I find myself reminiscing over the special students I have encountered in each of my classes this past year, and how we have impacted each other’s lives. Read more…
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Prabha was sitting on the sofa with bra and almost transparent white satin petticoat. I was standing in front of her, in my lungi (sort of night dress), practicing for the next day presentation.
As I finished each slide, she bent forward to click the “next” button on the laptop. As she bent forward to click the laptop on the center table, I could see the deep cleavage down her bra. Her thali (chain worn to indicate that she is married) rustled with her chains with every movement. The ruffling of her armpit hair, as she slide forward was arousing me more and more. Read more…
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*Part 1*
It had been a very pleasant dinner – until she kissed me at the end.
On the sidewalk, just before Adrienne got into the taxi, she pressed her luscious body into mine, giggled for a second deep in her throat, and then kissed my lips passionately. Her sweet wet tongue darted into my mouth and explored. After the initial shock, I kissed her back, drawing her to me, feeling her nipples hard under her silk shirt and flimsy bra.
As the evening light faded around us, our passion ignited rapidly. All I knew at that minute was the feel of Adrienne”s soft body in my arms, and the ache of my hardness pressing into her soft body. In the middle of downtown Washington DC, with cars whizzing by and people hurrying on their way around us, we kissed each other in the private bubble of the moment. Read more…
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Ken leaned back and let the highway unfold in front of him. He watched as his old GTO ate up the highway like it was brand new, and still full of the life it once had. He could never bring himself to let it go; part of his childhood he refused to give up. The old car just kept going, and so long as he kept up the maintenance on it, he didn’t see any reason to let it go. The stereo was playing some great driving music and he felt like a kid again. His thoughts were on the next night, and the party that awaited him and his friends. He smiled at the thought of what Bri might have in mind. The thought of having his choice of Bri, Karen or Steph and Apryl for an evening was just too good! His mind was lost in the thoughts of depravation that lie ahead. Read more…
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Janine is an athletic woman, 5′ 4″, with exquisite legs, a firm “bubble butt” derriere that danced beneath her short tennis skirt, full, firm breasts, shoulder length sandy blonde hair, a beautiful classic face, full sensual lips, wide mouth and a dazzling smile. She is also an excellent tennis player, which is how I met her. She was my opponent in a mixed doubles tournament.
I was enchanted by her beauty and gorgeous body, which she showed off in a tight fitting white tennis outfit. Her partner was her ex husband who had remained friends with her after their divorce. I was impressed with her fearless play and scrambling ability. She is also one of those people you meet who is wonderfully likable, with a great sense of humor and an infectious laugh. Read more…
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“(David and Bernadette together again for the first time. What began as an erotic spanking ends with . . . something else. This story is a sequel to “Taken by Surprise,” found in the Fetish section.)”
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Bernadette didn’t walk across the lobby of the casino. She glided. She flowed. She slithered. A vision in a scarlet mini-dress. A hot coal, a ripe strawberry, a valentine. With legs.
And David watched. Jesus, how did she get into a dress that tight?
And what was it about high heels that was so sexy, he wondered. “Oh right,” he remembered, watching the hypnotic rock and roll of her succulent round ass when she sauntered to the cashier window. She curled slender fingers around a roll of chips, and turned toward the blackjack table, stopping short when she caught sight of David sitting at the bar. He raised his glass in a silent toast, then turned away. Read more…
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Margaret had long kept quiet about a desire to participate in a threesome with a man and another woman. She was no lesbian, not even really bisexual. But she did like looking at pretty girls, and she thought the site of another, naked pretty girl making love to the same man as her would be highly erotic. And, if she were honets with herself, she found the idea of a few accidental brushes of soft, silky female flesh tantalizing.
She was an attractive woman of 26, about 5′7″ with very long blonde hair, soft white skin, soft pink lips, big blue eyes, and a volumptuous figure which had full yet tight curves of smooth, soft flesh. And she was married to a man who was, alas, probably straighter than she. Read more…
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I didn’t realise she was one of three sisters. Sharon had invited me home for supper—pot luck, she said—because I was temporarily on my own. I was eighteen at the time, and I’d never been invited out by a girl before.
So I was quite surprised when it turned out there were four of us for supper. Three of the most beautiful women I could ever hope to meet, and ugly me. I’d put on a decent shirt for the occasion, just to make a good impression, but I wasn’t sure whether the ladies had dressed up or dressed down. All three of them were dressed in sort of Dogpatch blouses, flimsy raggedy things with short sleeves and low, loose necklines, and the same sort of Dogpatchy skirts. Read more…
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