My youngest daughter married a small town guy who's never going to leave it. He's surrounded by parents, uncles, aunts, nieces, nephews and a bunch of friends he's had since grade school. I would hate to be in that spot with so many people involved with my life. I'm much more of a loner. But my daughter, now having lived there fifteen years, loves it, is very happy and her three children seem happy, too. So I'm happy. I visit on every special occasion but since the third child came, I have to stay in the town's only hotel, all of the bedrooms in her house are occupied. And that's o.k. because it lets me be a little more in charge of myself. This trip was for my granddaughter's birthday but it coincided with a wedding. One of the nephews was getting married so ... Read More»

This is a story of how I encountered the Legendary SlutWhore777. It was a normal sunny day, the sky was blue and clear, the sun was sunshining. I was in the park, taking a nice walk by the pond, when I overheard two men talking about their encounter with SlutWhore777. SlutWhore777 was the filthiest sluttiest pig slut whore cunt around, rumours where that every single man in the area had been with her but no one knew what she looked like has she always wore her famous slutty mask. I decided one day that i want to meet her and just fuck the shit out of her but the problem was no one knew what she looked like. I then saw Miss Julie in the park, she was a 34 year old, who was married but had no c***dren, and she was also the Town’s local cake maker. So i went up to ... Read More»

Norma went to WALMART to get a load of stumble-stones for her backyard pergola. The WALMART garden associate helped her load the trolley with the stones and push them to the checkout, but she anticipated trouble getting them to her car unless some guy was game to help a damsel in distress. Being female she knew how to play that card. Look helpless. The contestant she selected was twenty-five years Norma's junior, Norma was sixty, so the guy was around thirty-five and looked healthy. Norma was married but her old man was nearly eighty and parked in a nursing home with black lung disease. He was a retired coal miner who married Norma when she was a teen. So she struck up a conversation with her prince as they waited in line. Examining the carton of a bird ... Read More»

My husband works away all week. So we are both alone in our beds at night and we both have to relax ourselves. I wrote this for him and then I sent it tucked in to his suitcase with a nice worn pair of my silky panties. My husband can then read this while he is away and masturbate while smelling me and my panties. Alone in my bed I'm in our bed, all alone and I'm really trying to sleep -- but I can't. I miss him and I have to put a pillow where he usually lies. Wearing a pretty pink sheer vest and panties and I just can't seem to sleep. I keep turning over, wriggling and rolling about. I long for his body next to mine. I long for his touch, his kisses and his body! As I think of him and what we could be doing if he was here - I feel an ache in between ... Read More»

When my buddy Jim called to invite me to the Mets/Yankees game at Shea I jumped at the chance. I pretty much had been wallowing in depression since my recent divorce and getting out to a game was just what the doctor ordered. I hooked up with him Saturday in Times Square and we hit a good watering hole before hopping the 7 train out to Queens. The subway car was already pretty packed when we got on at 42nd Street but when it pulled into the next stop another 50 people crammed in and everyone was sandwiched up against each other. The woman that was next to me when we first got on was now pretty much up my ass. She was grey haired and tall, about 6 inches taller than my own 5'-8". She had a nice face, not pretty, not ugly, just nice. If I had to guess she ... Read More»

My husband has been out of work for almost 6 months now. I’ve taken a second job as a waitress at the Red Lobster in Plano three nights a week to keep us afloat. Connor worked for almost 15 years at a large defense contractor in the Dallas area, content to work as a maintenance man on the third shift. He passed up several opportunities to move into management. He has no confidence or ambition. When things slowed down at the plant last year, they cut out a shift and he got laid off. My mother never liked Connor, she told me I was making a big mistake when I married him the summer after I graduated from McKinney North High School. I should have listened to her. Mom doesn’t think he is much of a man. She’s right about that. Connor might as well have a ... Read More»

Chapter Eleven - A Revealing Conversation As on the previous morning, she woke before me and, after a brief, warm kiss and a smile, quickly dressed and left the room. I was vaguely aware of the usual hustle and bustle of the kids breakfast routine, but kept drifting in and out of sleep. When I finally roused myself, I slipped silently up the stairs, opening the door for a quick look around. "Hey there, sleepyhead." Called Louise from the kitchen table where she was reading the paper with her morning coffee. "It's safe to come out...the kids are gone." I smiled and stepped into the kitchen completely nude. She smiled to see me and took off her reading glasses to watch me cross the room. I stepped up to her and, as she raised her arm ... Read More»

Flipping through today’s mail, I came across a red envelope addressed only as ‘Raymond & Jayde’, no address on it and no other identifying marks as to who sent it. My curiosity peaked I opened the envelope. I smiled wickedly when I saw the invitation was from our neighbors a few doors down inviting us to the neighborhood New Year’s Eve party. My mind raced back to the events of their July 4th backyard bbq earlier this year. My wife Jayde and I decided to make the move here to Syracuse, NY in February of this year. We liked the feel of this neighborhood while we shopped around for a new home for us. We didn’t know too many of the neighbors yet and were delighted when we were invited to the neighborhood Fourth of July bbq. The festivities had started ... Read More»

As a young lad I always fantasized about having sex with a older women and one day I had the opportunity to live out my fantasy, it was a real warm day and my parents had gone out, I was on study leave as my A levels where starting in 2 weeks, I had done about 3 or 4 hours study and decided to take a break, being a hot day I decided to sit in the back garden and enjoy the sun. As I sat in the garden I could hear next door neighbor moving about Greta and Jezz (aka Jerry) where a middle aged couple no k**s and always on the go working, Jezz worked in the city in finance and Greta run her own business from home what you would call years ago as yuppies, they where a good laugh and Greta had her music on fairly loud, I could see her walking about in her bikini her ... Read More»

We rode together to her house, and we both had a smile on our faces. The ride wasn’t to long. I got out of the car, and she said “here’s my place.” She and i go in the door, and it was nice and cleaned. She shut the door, and went into her room and said “i’ll be out in a minute honey.” As i was waiting, i walked in to the kitchen, and seen all the empty bottles she was talking about from the night before. She entered the kitchen, and said, “Yeah it was a wild night.” I looked at her, and she changed in to a pair of skin tight jeans. I said, “Damn, looking good.” She said, “Do these jeans make my ass look big?” I said, “Yes, but I think i can handle it.” She surprised me when she ran and jumped in my arms, she said,”I’m glad, I wanna ride you again babe, is that ... Read More»

If you asked every guy in my high school, "What is your greatest ambition in life?" I'd say about 95% would answer, "To have sex with Bridget Landau." The girl was sexiest, juiciest, most fantabulously gorgeous piece of ass in Christendom. She'd caused traffic accidents since she was 12, been the object of more masturbation fantasies than Jenna Jameson and Chelsea Clinton combined. And her mother had decreed that I would be the one to deflower Bridget. Me. When I say that this honor had me quaking with fear, trembling in my boots, scared out of my wits, well, you'd understand if you knew what probably lay in store for me. Julia, Bridget's mother, was the woman who had deflowered ME. Who had, on our first meeting, fucked me up the ass ... Read More»

My name is Will, everyone calls me Weezer, a nickname my Grandpa gave me when I was six years old and stuck with me. I'm 24, I don't have the body of a body builder nor am I hung like a horse in fact, I'm on the thin side. 6'2" at 185 pounds, a hard wind could blow me over, and I would say I am average in the lower region. But I do have a very nice looking girlfriend, and she has a beautiful mother. Not the ones you always hear about, the ones that look like they could be sisters, but, both are extremely good looking. Linda, my girlfriend, is 22, 5'8", about 120 pounds, Light Brown hair, nice ass, firm tits and a killer smile. Her eyes are the sexiest I have ever seen, next to her mothers. Annette, is Linda's mother, is an inch or so shorter, with a larger ... Read More»

"Casandra O'Reilly to the principal's office" The sound of my name on the loud speaker jogged me from my daydream as I walked down the hall of my high school. I turned around to head for the principal's office. Why would he need to see me? I was a straight A student, never tardy, rarely absent. He must want me to volunteer for something, I thought as I entered the main office. "Casandra O'Reilly, I was called to the principal's office?" I said to the pinched, constipated-looking secretary behind the desk. "Go on in, Mr. Hyde is expecting you." Her tone was accusatory. She really needed to lighten up. I walked into Mr. Hyde's office to see him sitting behind his desk, doing something on the computer that I couldn't see. He looked up when I opened the ... Read More»

The summer after my sophomore year of college began as a boring one. I was taking summer school classes to fulfill a few perspectives so that I could concentrate on my major courses during my last two years of school. I had a work-study job during my time in summer school so the rent wasn't a problem at the time, but once summer school was over it was different story. I had no classes to go to, no job, no friends to hang out with (everyone I knew went home and my roommates were both still in summer school and had jobs), and nothing to do that would fill that empty void—that is until one fateful day in early July. On one of my many days of job hunting I came across a flyer that requested help with yard work. There was a number to call for more information so I ... Read More»

I'm just past 50 now and don't think I've lost the good shape I've always been in, even at this age, if I do say so myself. After passing that milestone I also haven't lost my extreme love of women's panties. No, I don't like to wear them, but I do indulge in the fantasy of thinking about getting a pair off a woman when I peek at them riding up over a jeans or up under a short skirt. I love them all, all kinds, shapes, colors and materials. Did you know there are a crazy number of panty varieties? In just bikinis, there are bikini briefs, bikini high cuts, string bikini, bikini thongs...on and on. I know right when that obsession started...in college. I have great memories of the girls in college wearing those sexy short snug mini-skirts to class. I would find ... Read More»