Finally, I was going to get a vacation. My damn boss never gave me any time off, but since I'm self-employed I had only myself to blame. I run a small electrical contracting company and business is quite good. Having been through slow times before, my motto was "Never turn down work." However, I've been going for nearly two years with little more than a day or two for kayaking, or hiking, or taking Stephanie to some exotic location like an abandoned stable to show her new ways to use ropes, or maybe a jacuzzi suite at a nearby hotel. Due to her college course load and the fact that she still lived with her mom who had no idea she was screwing the older guy next door, I only got to see her two or three times a month. So it was with heavy balls that I marched into the local mall in search of one of those do-it-yourself photo booths. See, my passport was out of date and I needed a new one if I wanted to leave the country. Well, I could leave but I couldn't get back in again. I needed the photos to include with my passport renewal application, along with the requisite form, my old passport, and of course, their fee. They said four-to-six weeks to get my new one, so realistically I needed to get the paperwork on its way pronto if I wanted to leave before the next ice age. When I was a k** those photo booths were everywhere; a box the size of a closet where people go in, sit on a little bench, and mug for the camera. There's usually a thin curtain to conceal them from …
Hardcore
The night we met Jenna Haze
So a few years back I had heard on the radio that Jenna Haze was going to be dancing at a local strip club, Club Risque. Now to say that I'm a fan is an understatement, she has always been one of my favorites. Think it was a Monday when I found out, she was doing Risque Philly on Friday night and Risque Bristol Saturday night. Having been to both, I decided on Bristol as it's a bit smaller and thought it would be more intimate. I couldn't wait to tell my wife! When I got home that night I was grinning from ear to ear! Kelly gave me a kiss and a sassy smile and said, "What's got you all excited?" I told her the deal and she giggled all sexy like bouncing up and down on her toes slightly so her big tits were jiggling, she was excited too! She knows exactly who Jenna is as we have fucked many nights watching her movies. "We need to go shopping and pick you out a sexy ass outfit to wear!" I said to her still smiling. "Sexy or… slutty?!" she replied with a devilish grin. We went out the next night to see what kind of outfit we could piece together from the local mall. I won't bore you with the shopping but wanted to describe what she wore. Jenna always reminded us of a sexy little rocker chick… not quite goth or punk but a rocker if you catch my drift. So Kelly had already decided on her knee high leather boots with fishnet stockings/garter/thong/gloves, the works. Then we picked out this black and purple plaid ruffled miniskirt and just so happen to find a bra that matched …
Crescent City Secrets – Chapters 19,20&21
This is a reposting of my erotic fiction novel, Crescent City Secrets. I have written 3 non-fiction books about my own personal sexual adventures, but I feel like New Orleans is a city full of sex and sensuality and I wanted to tell some stories that didn't have to do with me. I'll be posting the entire book here to Xhamster. I hope you like it. If you want to read more of my work, look for details on my profile. XO – KateCrescent City Secrets by Kate RousseauChapter 19 When she got home, she and Andrew had sex. She kissed him hard on the mouth, reveling in the knowledge that another man's cock had just been on her lips. He fucked her hard and briefly and passionately. But after, when he'd finished inside her and she indicated that she wanted him to go down on her, he balked. “Can you go wash up first, hon?” Haden was turned off instantly. She'd wanted to have filthy, dirty dangerous sex. She wanted her husband to lick her just fucked pussy and make her scream. She wanted to pull his head by the hair and crush his ears with her thighs. Instead, he'd asked her to clean up. She sat down on the toilet with a wet wipe and began to clean herself up, having f***ed a smile for Andrew and saying, “Sure, honey.” As she wiped herself clean of his semen in the darkness of the bathroom, she said quietly to herself, “But honey, as it turns out, you've already got some cum in your mouth.” Back in bed, Andrew went down on her. It felt good, but she faked her orgasm.Chapter 20 “Am I a stuck …
Daddy? I whispered.. pt2
Daddy was still sleeping when I entered his room the next morning, a question burning in my brain as I urgently shook him awake, wanting an answer to something he had written in his letter. "What honey?" he finally growled as his head emerged from under his sheet. "What did you mean about Paris and pearls in your letter last night Daddy?" I asked impatiently. "Oh that," he answered nonchalantly as he sat up, not noticing how little of himself was covered. "Oh that what?" I insisted. "Well, do you happen to be doing anything on June 23rd by any chance my dear?" he asked mysteriously as he reached for an envelope sitting on the table next to his bed. "No Daddy, you know graduations on the 21st and then I'm free for the summer." Smiling he handed me the envelope which soon yielded two airplane tickets. He was grinning as I slowly deciphered the itinerary. "Pittsburgh – Paris leaving on the 23rd and returning on August 30th for two," I read. "But what does it mean Daddy? Which two are going to Paris?" I asked, more confused now than ever. "Well I thought that Doctor Roderick S. James and his lovely daughter, Miss Stephanie Danielle James might just benefit from ten weeks touring the Continent," Daddy said smugly, a wide grin impossible to hold back. "But how? …. You have work… Where will we go? … Really… really, just the two of us?" I stammered as joy flooded through me. "Doctor James has already told his colleagues and the hospital administration that he will be out …
Bottoms Up
Jay had the girl bent over the end of the couch with her heavy tits hanging down and her ass in the air as he rammed his thick cock in and out of her young tight ass. He loved fucking a girls ass the best of any thing. He was long and thick and loved to see that tight hole stretched to the max as he rammed in and out not caring if it was painful for the bitch he had bent over. He had even tied many girls if they tried to stop his big cock entering the tight assholes. This bitch had huge tits that hung down as he ravaged her tight ass. He reached under her and slapped each fleshy mound. He twisted the nipples as he looked at the white ass that had almost all his thick meat deep inside her. He gave on last hard push and now he had his cock deep in her. He heard her scream as he plunged and began fucking her hard ramming in and out as two fingers found her cunt and now finger fucked her as both holes were going to get a long hard work out. He started fucking assholes in high school when two girls got knocked up and the ass was safer sex. He would take the girls out in the country to a hidden road and lay a blanket on the ground and strip them naked and suck their tits and finger the cunt then he would put her on her hands and knees and stick his big hard cock deep in her ass. The first few times were painful for the girls but he kept fucking and they soon stretched easier for his monster cock. He also liked when the girls would get naked on the drive and he would finger fuck …
Brazilian Teenager, Part 2
This is a followup to the Brazilian teenage story I posted here recently. You may remember about some cock teasing by a group of teenage girls on the beach and then a little more intimate fun, by chance, in my apartment. Well, some time passed after the chance, but incredibly sexy, meeting with the girl. Giselle, as I found out her name, and there were no chance meetings. I even went to the beach as regularly as I could to try and accidentally see them, but no luck. They didn’t come back, so I became concerned that someone had spotted us and I was a few moments away from a beating. As with some things in life, just when you think all hope is lost, a twist of fate plays into the situation. In Brazil there are, for the want of a better English phrase, whore houses. There are not many, but in this city I knew a few. So one Friday I went along. The idea is you pay a fee at the door which gives you some beer vouchers in the club. There are a number of ‘private dance’ rooms and then a dance floor and bar upstairs. There are normally a lot of girls available, all dressed provocatively, and you choose a girl (if you want) and negotiate time with her in one of the rooms. Once done, you goto to the bar, tell them who you chose and pay the cash. Inside the room, well, dancing is not always what happens. So, there I was, I paid my money and went upstairs. Straight away a girl comes over, asks if you want a beer and takes one of the vouchers. She saunters back and starts to talk. This …
Afternoon at the pool, part 2
"Oh!……..Shit! I hadn't thought of that," she said, pulling up the shoulder straps of her swimsuit. To say that my woman can rock a one piece is a criminal understatement. She's got a gorgeous set of hips that wrap around into a pudgy little ghetto booty that gets attention where ever we go. Her breasts are full and perfectly round with nipples that point to the moon. She always buys her one pieces with the highest cut legs possible. She has even gone so far as to buy custom made suits that show a gratuitous amount of side boob. Plus if the suit came lined, the first thing she does is pull out the lining to emphasize her beautiful camel toe and breasts. She is also fond of light colors that turn most transparent when wet. And to top it all off, she has the sweetest, most disarming, sex-kitten face. She can convince anyone that she's not trying to show off. Even me and I know for a fact she is. Yeah! my exhibitionist beauty has entertained a lot of men and pissed off a lot of women with her swimwear choices. "Well," she said, "It was easy enough sneaking in here, it can't be any harder sneaking out." "With our luck?" I replied. I wrapped my towel around my waist and opened the door to the shower stall. I couldn't see anyone so I exited first with her following so close I could feel her nipples against my back. We were twenty feet from the door. I really thought our luck would hold out this time. But sadly no! Around the corner came a tall naked man. He had a towel over his …
Mandy Blows Her D*D by loyalsock
It was very, very strange waking up like that. I'll fall asl**p in front of the TV late at night, that happens a lot, but it was 7 AM and broad daylight on a hot August morning, and I was still in front of the TV. I'd gotten off work about midnight, came straight home and thought I'd settle in to watch SportsCenter before going to bed, maybe an old movie on one of the satellite movie channels. Now my favorite way to watch TV is laying on my stomach on the plush carpet I put into this house we bought 3 years ago, and I love to stretch out naked. We designed the house so the TV room was only accessible from the master bedroom: it's like a theater where I can be comfortable and there's an overstuffed chair in back for my wife JoAnn to sit and knit. JoAnn was gone, off to be with our older daughter and her newborn twins in Arizona. Damn, I just had such a dream: she was sucking my cock like she'd never done in her life and that's saying a lot. We've been married for 35 years, ran off when we were 20, and still couldn't get enough of each other. When we set up the living room, she wanted to sit behind me as I sprawled out because she said my ass was the most beautiful thing in the world. In that dream, she made me cum harder than I've ever cum in my life, and swallowed every drop, like she always does. Oh, by the way, my name is Steve McAdams. I work the maintenance twilight shift at a small university in Missouri, usually get home around midnight or one. JoAnn and I have seven …
Chris and Christie: Making it work pt. 2
Last we left Christie, she had joined Hailey and her friends for brunch. All four girls have had sex with Chris, and now, much to her displeasure, they've decided to share their experiences. Amanda’s story Chris knew what she wanted. Any girl who gave him those doe eyes and ‘wanted to show him something’ had one thing on her mind. He followed her at a discrete distance, watching her ass sway in her shorts, her lean legs moving gracefully as she headed into the small building. As he entered behind her, he found her facing him, leaning back against the countertop, idly twisting a lock of her raven hair between her fingers. He smiled and locked the door behind him, walking towards her before placing the first two fingers of his right hand on her lips. “Don’t tell anyone.” She whispered and took his fingers into her mouth, gently sucking on them as he slowly pushed them in and out. He gently pulled her lower lip down as he traced light kisses down her neck while she leaned her head back and moaned. God, no wonder all the girls love him. Chris began gently rubbing her breasts through her shirt while he continued nuzzling her neck. Her moans became more insistent, and he lifted her onto the countertop before pulling her shorts down her legs and spreading her thighs. She eagerly responded to his actions, and he tugged her panties aside and ran his finger tips along her moistening pussy lips. I can’t believe he got me wet so fast. She thought to herself as he pushed his fingers into …
A wife swap
Jeri and I had been married for about ten years, and most of our relationship had been great. We enjoyed most of the same things: music, sports, movies, and sex. We made love often, and it was usually super. Nevertheless, I had always had this nagging feeling that she was not being completely satisfied by our lovemaking. Still, I had to admit that she almost always seemed to reach orgasm, particularly when I took her clit in my lips and licked back and forth across it as fast as my tongue could go. I could see her tummy muscles tighten in spasms as she groaned faster and faster until she cried out and then relaxed, becoming all soft and warm. Her climaxes were similar when I pushed my cock in as far and as fast and as hard as I could, but those orgasms were not as intense (at least I wasn't sure). As a result of this concern, I began to wonder whether I might be falling somewhat "short" in fulfilling her sexual needs. As time passed, I began to develop a fantasy as to how to test my theory that Jeri would be more satisfied by a bigger cock. At first I thought about getting one of those giant dildoes I'd seen in the porno store, but decided that that would have been so obvious as to negate the value of the test results. The only true test would be for Jeri to think that I was fucking her, but with a bigger cock. However, at least so far, there were no hospitals providing dick enlargement operations, so that meant that if I was ever going to find out, I would have to find …
The Making of a Cockslut 5 (final)
After anxiously waiting a few days Saturday finally came, I showered making sure I was squeaky clean, slipped on some comfortable clothes and headed out the door to catch a cab. I arrived at the jetty at the same time as Joel, Ron and henry were already there, the party boat arrived and docked within minutes, we climbed aboard and were greeted by the captain and his one man crew. Henry sorted some business details with the captain and Ron scouted the boat making sure all was in order, then he handed Joel and I a bag each. They're your costumes he said, the bag was small and there didn't appear to be much in it, I took the contents out a small leather pouch, a collar and a chain. Seeing the puzzled look on our faces Ron said "strip off and I'll help you", we stripped and with all this I was starting to get hard, the pouch was stitched in the shape of an erect cock and balls and it was studded. Ron slipped it over my cock and tightened a small belt around the base of my cock and under my balls, he then put the studded leather collar on me, the cock part had a ring in the end and a chain connected from it to the collar holding my cock pointing up. Then Ron dressed Joel, we stood back and looked at each other, man we looked hot! By this time it was time for guests to arrive and they did all dressed in togas, Joel and I stood either side of the entrance holding trays of drinks, as the guests arrived they each took one and looked us up and down smiling approvingly. After all the …
A slaves new life
A slave's new life “Step right up. The auction for this Sergal is about to begin.” a Lizard says standing on a platform with several slaves lined up. A Sergal stands next to him, blushing as everyone below the platform looks up at her. “Her owner died and now she's up for auction.” The Sergal looks around at the crowd looking up at her. “Fine body on her.” a hawk says looking up at her with as much of a grin as he can across his beak. “Such strange coloring.” a female Hippo says nudging a fox next to her “Whoever died her body sky blue with a pink star around her belly button, her sides green and her hair purple had a great sense of fashion.” She looks out over the crowd “10 minutes until the bidding starts.” the lizard says standing next to her. Standing at the back of the crowd is something that she's never seen before. Living in the slave cells has shown her several species of fur that she has never seen before, but him as far as she can tell, she has never seen before. A blue Komodo dragon and crocodile hybrid stands at the back of the crowd looking up at the Sergal standing on the platform. “She looks interesting. What do you think about buying her?” he asks the fennec standing next to him. “She does have an unusual look. As long as we still get my s****r. She’ll be a great addition to the f****y.” the fennec says looking up at him. A few minutes pass and the lizard takes a few steps in front of the Sergal and clears his throat “Let the bidding for this Sergal begin. …
Shy Neighbors Wife Part 2
Hey everyone. Well, I hope you enjoyed the first part of this entry from my diary. Here is the follow-up. Carol and I had lots of fun for about a week. We recored several love making sessions and put them all together on one DVD. My ex did a lot of the camera work that turned out really good. Well, Alex, Carol's hubby, was really paranoid that I would tell Carol that he and I had fucked. In fact I had told Carol already and we were putting our plan together for some more fun. My ex and I had set up the apartment for everything. Carol wore a nice wrap around dress that tied at the waist and accented her tits perfectly. She had no bra and had on a thong that was almost no more than a string. I wore a tank top sheer shirt and thong. They got there at 8 and we had drinks ready and Alex looked like he almost shit seeing me. Carol hugged me tight and smiled as she saw his reaction. They took their drinks and sat on the couch across from the wide screen TV where we placed them. After a couple drinks my husband put in a DVD and sat back. "Wanna see some really good stuff?" he asked Alex. "Sure." Alex told him and the screen came on to a lesbian seduction movie we had and I could see Alex was turned on and so was Carol. My nipples were hard and huge sticking out like rocks. The video was over and the women laid all worn out on a bed and that was it. "What did you think Carol" I asked her. "Well, It was awesome. Do you have another?" she smiled. "Oh yeah, I just got a new one but it …
Tales from the Trail
The Appalachian Trail attracts thousand for hiking. Foot paths, streams, rivers, mountains and meadows. Water falls, Trees, foliage and a****ls. Nature calls. The "Parson Twins", one of the original "double Mint" chewing gum twins, returned for a retro video. It was taped and the now 38 year old's and a son, stayed to hike for a week. Still sexy, mature and eye catching, the publicity took them back to their stardom days. Sarah and Susan with Jerry. No one was really sure which one had him. They were too identical to tell. Jerry, his self had the same problem. His youth was spent with other relatives, in boarding schools, always somewhere away. They were too busy to be tied down with him. Their hike was a staged farce. Marked trail, publicity shot selected spots, camp sites were set up for arrival, food prepared, designer clothing and a script. Jerry carried a back pack of camera's, cell phones, and make up kit's. Day 1 Sarah and Susan wore biking type, spandex speedo's with matching tops, accented by short camouflage skirts. Perky breast, bubble butts, honey blond hair, sparkling blue eyes and the perfect smile. The "Double Mint Twins" were center stage again. Their short skirts allowed much leg showing, while the shorts beneath were suggestive but kept everything modest. Point to point, Jerry snapped the pictures. On his personal video cam, he made his private videos. Arriving at the campsite without public scrutiny, they all could be normal. The Twins disappeared into …
On the Farm Part 1: The Scarecrow
With best regards to my Co-Author Catherine, visit her profile: http://de.xhamster.com/user/catherine-belmont Mabel knew she had to give in, as Chester grew impatient. It had been a couple of months. Long enough for anyone to connect them so she figured they were safe once again. They were over fifty miles from the nearest town, twenty miles from the nearest neighbor. And they weren’t the hospitable type so no one ever dropped in to visit them. They had been out here for over twenty years and they liked being recluses. They had no use for electricity, a generator is all they needed. Water was from the well and the septic tank took care of anything else. They grew or slaughtered most of what was needed. What they couldn’t provide they would buy in town on their once a month trips. Chester was growing older, turning sixty this year, Mabel fifty-five. They had no c***dren, never wanting the bother of raising k**s. They had a simple life, or most would suspect. But Chester had an addiction that Mabel allowed him to indulge in. He loved young girls, but he was rough on them so they didn’t last long. It was better that he used them harshly then her, so she allowed him his hobby. Chester walked in from the fields after working all day. His shiny, bald head glistened with sweat when he took his hat off. His face was drawn, as he grew older, thin from working all the time. Today was Friday, the day Mabel said he could find a new girl. “I made you some sandwiches in case you had to …
Jenny wants to be a slut – Pt. 1
Hey there. I’m Jennifer, or as most people call me, Jenny. By today I’m 18, and in this summer I’ll graduate from high school. What I’m going to tell you is about education, but more in a sexual way. You might say ‘hey, you’re only 18. You’ve got a lot to learn about sex.’ but I must admit, that although only 18 I have become a dirty little fuck slut already. I’m not living my preferences openly, so if you meet me on a street you’ll probably see me as a normal high school student, may be a little nerdy with my glasses on and my curly light brown hair. You’ll not see what I’m inside, what my dark and perverted desires are. I like to keeps things hidden, as I kept hidden how I got educated. So now that you’re reading my story, you’ll be the first to know how I became the slut that I am. But let me start at the beginning. I grew up in the suburbs of Detroit, when Detroit still was Motor City. My father left us when I was only three so my mother had to take care of me all alone. She always did her best bringing home enough money to pay the bills for the house, buying me clothes and whatever. Except from my mother, who was away often for work (she’s working as a traveling agent for an insurance company), I wasn’t lacking anything. While she was gone, normally I stayed with the neighbours, which was, living in a good community, no problem at all. When I’m asked, I always tell the people that I grew up with not one mother but with about 10 mothers and fathers in total. One of the …
Old Rocker, Mouth Fucker
Introduction: Whether on tour in his 20's or out of retirement in his 50's, horny rocker dude is always looking for mouths to fuck . . . ________________________________________ We were a damned good band, back in the day. Never got us a recording contract but always felt we were close. Hell, one time we were offered a $400,000 development deal but our lead vocal and manager both said, "Fuck no. We got bitchin' originals. We don't fucking need a development deal. Sign us or fuck off!" I guess they fucked off. Not the best strategy for making your way in the music biz but I reckon we were good enough because we landed several tours as an opening act for some of the best bands. Put in a million miles, gallons of brew, pounds of snort (for some), and we all got down with the bitches like kings with harems. We had “procurers” and they were good at getting us fuck material. Guess they figured if we was screwing bitches, we weren't out getting into fights at clubs or arrested by cops, etc. I never made it a secret what I was after—a rocker looking for a mouth. Even said so in a couple of interviews with porn magazines and told the procurers to spread the word that I was a mouth-fucker and any chick who didn't want my dick in her mouth should stay the hell away. The rest, come and suck. Plenty of bitches and cocksuckers willing to spread those lips and take dick. Had plenty of sweet mouths all over the fucking country. Still remember that first time. First tour. First city. …
I fuck my b*****rs elder wife
Helo guys .. I would like to share my experience with my elder b*****rs wife .. She was my masturbating queen since i started masturbation… I was so attracted to her .. She is 25 years old.. With curvy ass and boobs .. My b*****r is working abroad .. So they wont have sex usually.. When i was 20 the incident happened … She came to my home and no one was in my home … We had some conversation .. After sometime we talked about my girlfriend .. And she asked me weather i had sex with her or not … I said no… I was surprised to hear that.. Then she told why not? I told iam not interested in her … Then she asked me then whome you are interested having sex … I said ''you'' in a joking manner .. She was stunned and after that she laughed and told .. Really ? I said yes … Then she told me if yu dare then touch my boobs .. I was surprised to hear that from her … I went to her … And touched her boobs .. She closed her eyes and i huged her …she didnt move .. Then i started kissing her in lips .. She was still closing her eyes … After that she pushed me back and said this is wrong … She went to the bedroom… But i also went behind her and hold her from behind .. My dick became errect as it touched her ass .. I squeezed her breast from behind … She was moaning … Then i slowly removed her bra from behind … And i took both boobs in my hand … And sucked it … She told me my b*****r didnt sucked them yet … And i sucked and bit nipple .. She cried in …
The Young Summer Gardner
Anita Clark sat at her Kitchen table and studied the advert that she was composing for the local paper. The advert was for a gardener to look after her very large and secluded garden that surrounded her large Country Manor style house, in the countryside about 1 mile from the small and very peaceful village of Swan Hamlet and about 10 miles from the nearest town. Anita was a very attractive and very wealthy 40 year old Widow. She had been widowed about 2 years ago as a result of a road accident, and since the death of her husband, Robert, she had never got involved with anyone else and apart from the odd holiday, and shopping trip she kept herself by and large just to her self. The downside of this was that from time to time, Anita, got very horny and frustrated, particularly at this time of year, in the heat of the Summer. Anita was a naturist, and as no one could possibly see her, either inside her house or in the Garden she was mostly naked 24 hours a day, and most days of the week, Weather permitting. She looked after herself physically and mentally and had a great body, which had a great tan. The very large Garden, which surrounded her entire house, was apart from the large wooded double gates at the entrance, completely secluded. There was a posting box on the wall, beside the gates so even the Post man, need never disturb her. If there were any parcels for Anita, he would leave a reminder slip in the Post box, and she would collect them from the main sorting office in …
Sperm Donor
I sat there and listened to my wife and her s****r talk. They had come up with some hair brain idea of starting a sperm donor club. Women would join this club and they would have a list of sperm donor that would donate sperm free of charge. "So this is a swingers club?" I asked them. "No, we would set up a time for the man to be ready when the woman is ovulating, her husband would get her ready and the donor's wife would get him ready and then he would ejaculate into a tube and then it would be given the woman's husband to squirt it up inside her as she orgasims. They would never meet and this would be free." My wife said. "I think it would be better to have several guys ready and they all bang the woman while her husband watches, that way the sperm is fresh and delivered right to the spot and you use three or more men so no one knows who for sure knocked her up and I know several guys that would do that for free also." Was my reply. "You are really gross sometimes." My wife said. So as they continued then I heard my name come up and something about big balls and large loads. Ends up my s****r in-law can not get her husband to knock her up and this is what brought all this about. They can not afford to go to a fertilely doctor so they are trying to get this done on the cheap. "What are you two talking about now?" I asked. "Well we were thinking you could be the first to try this out since you have huge loads and are very fertile." My wife said. "Well okay s*s, drop your …
The Surveyor and us
This happened in 1993 We had to wait in for an important parcel, so to while away the time Donna and I were getting fruity upstairs on our bed. As she had had her orgasm I had just entered her and was banging away when there was a knock on the door, "Leave it" I said, "We can't" she said, and with that I pulled out, Donna threw on her revealing nightie and went to the door i was sat there waiting for my cock to go down. I got half dressed and when I got downstairs Donna was talking to a bloke who happened to be a Council Surveyor who was looking at our adopted private road, as Donna sorted it out she asked him if he'd like a coffee, he said he would and after he'd done some investigation work fifteen minutes later he came into the kitchen. I slipped my hand under Donna's nightie to find her still moist. As Donna was making his drink he said his name was Tom, 28, and had been doing this job for eight years. He was 5'10" slim and engaged. As he got the plans out to show us the problem Donna suggested we go into the conservatory, as we did she looked at me and winked, I followed them in and Tom got his coffee. Tom got the plans out and Donna sat right next to him on the sofa, I was watching him as his eyes looked down the front of my wife's cleavage. As they looked at these plans Donna wasn't taking any real notice but pretended to, after a few minutes he placed the documents on the coffee table and picked up his drink, Donna leaned forward and put her hand on his knee to …
Office Party!!!
(True story) At our company's Annual end of Summer party I observed my co workers very attractive wife getting d***k as hell on the liquor that was flowing during the party. I must've admit I found Marie very attractive blond blue-eyed late 30s.. they were typical yuppie couple, very conservative .. He was bit arrogant & she bit stuck up, but she was definitely getting hammered and I was watching her as she got plastered. By the time the party was starting to die down I had noticed that Marie had left and made her way to the restroom on the next floor up. I took the opportunity to follow of her and wait outside the restroom while she did her business. Eventually she made her way out the door and stumbled along the hall to the point where she leaned against the wall closed her eyes and started to pass out. I saw the opportunity and took full advantage of it she had fallen down and was sitting Indian style along the hallway I walked up and asked her she needed help and reached down to pull her up. She slurred her speech, I pulled her up to her feet leaning her against the wall I took my left hand in cupped her left breast and squeezed as I kissed her deep on the lips. I let my tongue' explore her mouth as I squeeze and rub her tits. My cock in my pants gets hard and stiff I wanted to fuck her so bad ..I yank her dress up around her waist and slide my left hand down into her panties, quickly finding my finger into her pussy and start to finger bang her still with my tongue …
The Plumber
The Plumber Hey gang, this is Babs for a change. I’m not a writer like Sean, but he urged me to write about my experience this morning so please bear with me. Thursday our garbage disposal started leaking and Sean asked if I would find a plumber to repair it. I searched the internet and found one that had good reviews so I called. They couldn’t get anyone out that same day but said they would send someone first thing Friday morning. Let me say that my normal attire at home ranges from nothing, to just a pair of shorts to a shirt and shorts to a short sundress. At home I rarely wear a bra or panties. Today, I put on one of my short sundresses. I didn’t have any plans to do anything today, but when I opened the door for the plumber I saw a ruggedly handsome man that looked to be in his mid 40s. If any of you recall the old Marlboro cigarette commercials with the Marlboro Man, that’s a good description of what the plumber looked like. His name was Mike. I welcomed him in and showed him the kitchen. I had already cleaned everything out from under the sink. Mike bent down to take a look and said he needed to shut the water off while he worked on it. Once the water was off he crawled under the sink and began to remove the garbage disposal. I stood next to him, knowing that my dress was short and billowy enough for Mike to see my pussy. When he came out from underneath with the disposal, he looked straight my dress. I saw the surprised look on his face and I could feel myself …
Depression Era Survival
John heard Mary in the house vacuuming. Tipping down the hall, he stopped to peep around the wall. The vacuum stood alone as she was on her knees in a short sl**ping robe, reaching under the couch for something. She dropped to her shoulders trying to reach it, her ass poked high. Her panties were tightly stretched, legs spread wide with her cunt mound showing. It was puffed, filled with hair, over flowing out the leg holes. She pumped it up, down, back and forth stretching her reach. John's cock stood straight out as he quickly turned to tip back to the bedroom. In a minute, he heard her call out, "hot coffee, come get it"! Pulling on his pajamas, he walked into the kitchen as she went to bathe and dress. 30 minutes later, he was sitting in his favorite chair reading the newspaper, when Mary came in and sat on the couch. He acted as though he wasn't paying attention, but she was dressed as if company was expected. A blue blouse, red skirt and hose. Lowering the paper slightly, he peeped at her legs. As he peeped, they seemed to be slowly opening. Wider, then wider until he had a view half way under her skirt. Wider, until the tops of her hose. Wider, until he could glimpse her sheer panties. Wider, until he saw her full panty crotch. "Someone told me you wanted to see", he heard Mary say. His mouth dropped open. "Do you like my panties or do you want to see my pussy, too? His eyes were locked. "May be you want more, just like any man"? John just breathed harder. "Do you …