Prolog, yeah I know the fishing and camping stories have been done to death. To be honest it is one of my favorite plot lines. So here is my version of a well used and worn out plot line.
My two buddies and I have been planning this trip for a long time. The first fishing outing of a season has turned in to a tradition for us. The Midwest winters seem to get longer and colder each year.
To say cabin fever is setting in by spring would be an understatement. I wasn’t expecting anything
Would today be the day? Saturday morning was cool and crisp, and the woods were full of sweet, late-summer smells, and bright sun shimmered off the dew that decorated every living thing. She walked ahead of me, her movement hinting of beauty concealed in loose-fitting flannel shirt and baggy slacks.
Tomorrow would mark four weeks since I had agreed to be celibate. In that time, nature’s sexual inclination had been frustrated, starved, imprisoned-had transformed into a terrible, yearning
“What do you think I should do about him?” I asked my slightly younger sister Tina.
“What do I think you should do?…… Get him in the house, fuck his young brains out and send him home until your ready for another go. That’s what I’d do.”
“Why do I even bother talking to you. Your incorrigible. Besides, I’m old enough to be his grandmother.”
“So. He obviously doesn’t mind. Nothing wrong with a 59 years old, good
Every year since I turned 21, my uber-sexy boyfriend Tyler and all my friends have made it tradition to take me to the local strip club, Dazzlers. Dazzlers is a little bit more high-class than your average fuck-in-the-back, gloryhole-ridden club, but not so stuffy that you’d have to call it a “gentleman’s club”. In fact, gentlemen in that club are pretty few and far between.
Dazzlers is frequented by drooling, horny college boys, preppy butch dykes, and the occasional cute bi chick. That’s
“Happy Birthday.” you say with a smile. Sliding a small box across the restaurant table.
“What is it?” I ask. Unaware of your plan.
“Your fantasy.” Your eyes flash an erotic pulse as you toy with your hair.
My heart skips a beat as I try to digest what you’ve just said. I stare at the box and then to you wondering if what you’re telling me is real. After a second or two I grasp the box to pull it towards me, but you tighten your grip on it and
My sex life used to be a boring old lay-on-my-back-and-spread-my-legs routine. I’ve had several lovers over the years and they were all pretty much the same. Get in, get off, get out. For a long time I thought that that is the way it was. Sure, I knew about all the fun and kinky stuff there was to do but I thought it was all for porn stars and prostitutes. I would think about them when I masturbated but never thought I’d actually do any of them.
Then I met my current boyfriend. We met on the
Summary: Lisa’s son-in-law decides to show her exactly how hard things can get from a simple act of kindness.
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I pulled into the driveway, glad to finally be home. I’d had a long day at work then had to stop for groceries afterward. All the way home all I could think about was putting everything away then slipping into a nice hot relaxing bath before starting dinner.
I got out of my car and started grabbing the bags from the trunk, turning toward the house I heard cursing coming
I met Thomas and his wife Vera on the plane down to the Bahamas. We shared seating in first class. I was headed for a vacation and they were returning home from Houston. Thomas had an automotive paint supply company and had been in Houston setting up connections with suppliers. He was a tall older man with graying hair and a friendly outgoing personality. Even though I was half his age, we hit it off from the start.
Vera sat next to the window and seemed bored. She acknowledged me with a nod
Veronica was pissed off. She had just heard from her sister that her niece was leaving her prep school and wanted to move out of state. While she certainly didn’t mind her niece coming to live with her for a while (she knew that her niece was already 19 & only had a couple of months left in school), she was pissed about the reason that her sister gave her.
It seemed that a teacher, Mr. Small, had been pressuring her to sleep with him and, as her niece had refused, he had been giving
“Would you like to try our new toy, baby?” Niki asked, as she ran a hand over my belly.
“We can wait for you to catch your breath, sweets-but I would love to!” I replied quickly.
We lay arm in arm for a little while as Niki recovered after I went down on her. I had just given her beautifully bare pussy some serious tongue, waiting for her to get close to cumming then sucking hard on her clit, flicking it hard and fast with my tongue-while fingering her soaking pussy with
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