After cocktails and some raunchy conversation during sundowner time, I went below. Pam followed but Christy allowed as how she wanted to stay in the cockpit for awhile to enjoy the ambience. Once below, Pam spoke first. “So what intrigues you most about my story, Sailor?” I had to admit that the whole damn thing
The unexpected consequences of being caught masturbating
On a Saturday afternoon that began as normally as any other, I was lazily lounging on the living room couch and tapping away at my phone without a care in the world. There was an episode of Family Guy playing in the background that I’d seen a dozen times, so I was only half-watching it
Classic vintage porn photos
The afternoon sun slanted through the dusty windows of the old bookstore, casting golden stripes across the worn hardwood floor. Clara adjusted her glasses, her fingers tracing the spine of a leather-bound volume as she hummed a tune from the 1940s. The scent of aged paper and polished wood filled the air, mingling with the
Hubby wanting me to push the boundaries
After the experience in the shopping center Martin seemed eager to try it again. I was less enthusiastic, particularly as he seemed excited about the possibility of watching me get picked up by someone and having sex with them while he watched. It sounded kind of freaky to me. As I soon learned, he wouldn’t
Pegging just for starters
You knock on the door of the hotel room. I have been there for some time… I open the door just enough for you to see my face. I smile and tell you to close your eyes. Obedient, you comply. I look at your pressed khaki pants and spotless polo shirt…you are badly in need
Becoming one with Clarissa
It was late on a Tuesday when I logged onto my Plentyoffish account for the last time. I started dating online for many reasons, but mostly because I had tired of the girls in this college town and I longed to meet a woman with whom I could really connect with. After a few unsuccessful
She trained him to fuck
The text came in just after lunch. Marla: “Can’t make it tonight, Kat. Flight delayed. Chicago’s a mess. Raincheck. Make it worth the wait.” Katherine stared at the message, lips pursed, phone resting against her wine glass. Her robe slipped slightly off her shoulder, forgotten. All week, she’d been preparing Tommy — watching him, pushing
About a woman in need
John Stefanovitch was appointed as Mrs. Tandy’s driver on his 25th birthday. He took that as a good sign. He didn’t have any reason to think otherwise. The payment was more than generous and the work wasn’t hard. Most of the time he was doing small repairs on Mrs. Tandy’s old Bentley, and washing it.
The milf fantasy of a teenager and what became of it
Bob Sumners had hired me to mow their lawn for twenty bucks a pop—good money for a kid whose only other option was bagging groceries at the Piggly Wiggly. The Summers’ place sat on a double lot at the end of our cul-de-sac, a sprawling ranch house with a kidney-shaped pool that glittered turquoise in
Mature Monday
Lonnie was running hard on the beach, sweating bullets. It was late on the Saturday morning of Memorial Day weekend, and the sun was hot and the sky was high. Humid as hell, too. He was about halfway through his fourth mile, and in a few minutes he would be leaving the beach and getting