Summer at last, a day at the beach, you bloody beauty, but hang on, I suppose some sort of intro is necessary I guess – my name is Devlin Watergate, I’m 46, widowed, I have a 22 year old daughter who is the spitting image of her mother, presently overseas working for the Australian High Commission. She comes home occasionally which rather cramps my style a little, but having her home makes up for that.
I am also Bi, not into mm anal –at least not yet, but then who knows, in the middle of
Bobby Garfield was taking a walk around the property he had inherited from his grandmother. It was an old farm with a large stone farmhouse, a large wooden barn with stables underneath. It had been almost completely restored, but as a computer consultant, he had little time for country living.
He kind of liked living in the big city and the variety of women it offered. He had trouble envisioning running a computer consulting business, an hour and a half away from Philadelphia, or trying to find
Heather’s shift at the coffeehouse was over and all she wanted to do was go home. She had been summoned into the manager’s office and if it was to be fired that would be fine with her. She didn’t make any attempt to fix her hair or otherwise prepare herself for meeting with the tyrant.
Adam was a sad, little man. Almost forty, he had worked all the way up to manager of a single outpost in a ridiculously large chain of coffeehouses. So large, in fact, there was almost one on
“Hurry up!” Beth exclaimed, peeking out her bedroom door. “They just opened the front door!”
Behind her, Beth’s boyfriend, Kevin, was hurriedly jerking himself as Penny sucked and licked his cock head. Penny teased his swinging balls with her fingertips and Kevin suddenly exploded. A fountain of cum splashed across Penny’s face, dripping down over her exposed, D-cup breasts and their hard as steel pink nipples.
He effectively coated her with warm jizz, then
Nothing makes you feel quite like a loser then spending your Saturday night trying to impress women, and
ending the night at the bar downing drinks with your gay friend. That was my life for nearly a year. I would get dressed up and head to the bar at about 8:00. I tried to talk to the women who came in. I thought I was pleasant.
I wasn’t a jerk or a creep, at least I didn’t think so. I tried to be respectful and thoughtful. But without fail, they’d give me a polite smile,
About five years ago my ex-wife divorced me as she preferred her girlfriend to me in her life and in her bed. I peacefully moved out of my Northern Minnesota home leaving her and my two stepdaughters, Lynn and Jody.
I moved to Southern California and now have a beautiful home in the hills near Laguna Beach wher
I sat at my desk today and chatted over messenger. This was pretty normal for me, reaching out to those far away. You were at work today but one of the windows open was a dialogue with you.
After half a day of talking about sex, non-consensual sex, resistance play and bondage you had excused yourself for some fresh air. I giggled thinking about the hard bulge you must be trying to conceal in your slacks.
I wondered if any of the girls in the office would notice and maybe get themselves off when
On the evening following my 23rd birthday I headed over to Danielle’s house. I had met Danielle through my girlfriend, Janie. Actually, my ex-girlfriend. I say my ex-girlfriend because the day before, on my birthday, I drove to Janie’s house for my “Happy Birthday rough and wild monkey sex” (my words, not hers). When I got to her house I knocked on the door and it swung open a bit. I poked my head in the door and called out “Hello!” and nobody answered.
My name is Jake and I’m 30 years old. I just landed a new sales job on the east coast. With the new job I visited Florida a lot. Every time I go I try and visit family, even if it’s for an hour. I love it when my 18-year-old cousin comes to greet me at the door. Kathy is somewhat of a tomboy. Always wearing grungy clothes to cover her body up. But I’ve been watching her grow up and I can see that it has been increasing hard for her to cover up those huge breasts that she now
I have this neighbor who is absolutely gorgeous. Her name is Chandra, is married with one daughter, and has a very cheery disposition. I got her a job where I work and we see each other quite often. Every man I know that has met her is just amazed at her beauty and wonderful personality. She has a smile to die for and her body is awesome.
Almost all of our neighbors in the apartment complex get together often to cook out in the back yard. When I talk to her I have an extremely hard time
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