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Wilford Womack liked to look at new cars, and while he often test-drove them, he was not the kind of guy to actually buy one. That was also his general attitude toward women, which is why, at age forty-one, he was a bachelor with no aspiration to change his status. His job as a meter reader for the city utilities bureau was ideal for him in several respects. He had good pay, excellent benefits, no weekend or night work, and best of all, the opportunity, as he drove around various neighborhoods, to see all sorts of members of the fairer sex unsuspectingly active in their natural environments. Over the years…

All characters are over the age of 18! My mom and I have always been close to where we talk about everything even sex. Since becoming 18, my mom and I have always seen each other naked and being in the bathroom together. So I always saw my moms pussy. I have always been so intrigued on seeing my moms pussy. I guess it’s because I came out of there. Plus, I have always love the feel of my own pussy. We lived in a nice trailer house where my bedroom was on one end and her bedroom was on the other. One night I became so horny that fingering…

Weeks went by after our moment of absolute transgression with mom. Although mom at first did make allusions to it occasionally, they soon stopped, and our debauchery started to feel more and more like a distant memory. College started, and I was home less often. I was both relieved and let down by this turn of events. Relieved, as I had started feeling shy around the girls at college, I somehow felt like they could see through me and peek right at my secrets as if I was a glass cupboard. The longer the time between me and my sexual acts with mom, the easier I started to feel again.…

This past November, my stepdad had another conference in the mountains, West of Denver, where we live. I heard mom talking to him and she made it clear she was not gong to be able to go with him, as she had a commitment in town, a conference of her own. His conference ran from Wednesday-Saturday. I decided early on, once I knew mom wasn’t going, to arrive and surprise him and have some fun away from home. The week in question arrived and I made sure mom was still unable to attend and then, since I live with them, I told her I was going to go skiing with…

The light from the outer office flowed through the open door, as he had me sitting open-legged on a round table. My tits were hanging out of my bra, where he had been sucking the nipples and giving me such pleasure that my panties were already wet with my desire. He stepped back from between my legs to pull them from under me and down my legs to the floor. Now I could feel the hard helmet of his cock pushing against my outer labia. “May I come in Mistress?” William’s politeness did not fail him even in his moment of intense arousal. “Of course, my love. Take me!” I…

Sidney Sidney’s tits surprised me. I continued through the passageway, leaving the garden-level windows behind. I’d arrived in Boulder three weeks after serving four years in the Air Force. Alex, a hometown friend, set himself up in Boulder a year earlier. It made my transition easier. He rented me an extra room in his apartment. He’d even got me a job stripping forms off concrete foundations. I enjoyed the physicality of the work, and I was eager to prove myself. My bosses raised my pay. I felt encouraged, and I worked harder. It goes that way with certain young men, they see themselves getting stronger, and it makes all the…

My weekend with Tara and Bryan started with a grand unveiling of a gift; it was an amazing sketch that now hangs in the bedroom. It’s from what she’s dubbed her “Figure Drawing Series;” it’s very sexually explicit line drawings and sketches from the “classic” poses associated with figure drawing. Bryan grinned, purposely ignoring the highly detailed penis, “Nice fucking abs, dude.” It was from the chest down, and I was sitting, legs spread on a stool; I had my hands resting on my knees, in a relaxed pose, but the main focus was anything but relaxed. Unlike the last version, where it was flaccid and hanging, my dick was…

THE ISLAND Part 14: Girl Talk By Gortmundy. Barabus smiled as Susan toiled through her lesson. She was doing well, the pronunciation was still pretty woeful, to be honest, but he could see that she had been putting the work in and there was some decent progress. “That’s not bad at all Susan. Keep this up and might be able to get out of here in just a few weeks. Your pronunciation still needs work, but overall, I’m rather pleased with your progress. How do you feel about it?” “I won’t lie, Sir, it’s pretty dry stuff.” “Yea, I know, I wish I could make it more interesting, but needs…

All characters, events and places are fictional. All fictional characters described herein are adults. My name is Jenna and I am a sexaholic. I have been having sex since I lost my virginity at the age of twenty. I have sex with men and women. Makes no difference to me. I am never satisfied with the occasional sexual fling. I like it often and I like it with threesomes, foursomes and out right gang bangs. Let’s start with my home life where I lived in the home of two very overbearing parents. Both were born again Christian fanatics. Both were so careful not to show any more skin than the…

The dinner went quiet – like it usually did. Two men were sitting at the table, with barely a word exchanged between them the entire time. Things were like that very often between Stavros and his nineteen-year-old stepson, Barry. Just the clinking of silverware and an awkward cough here and there. The situation wasn’t tense – just colder and more impersonal than it needed to be. The two of them were an unlikely family. For most of his childhood and teenage years, Barry grew up with his mother and biological father. The marriage of his parents was not a good one, and the divorce came way longer than it should…