By ExperiencedDude99. We hadn’t spoken much since the divorce was finalized. Linda was fairly pissed off because my prenup was ironclad, and she had to leave with her assets and not much else. There was no alimony either. She was a firecracker. 5’8″, long brown hair. Thick with little titties. Mid 30s. I missed the sex. Why are the crazy ones always the best in bed? And then, out of the blue, one night, she texted me. ‘Hey. I know
Read moreBy OopsyDaisyNaked. “Oh Shit Oh shit,” my mind was in a frenzied state! My wife was here, now! How was this possible? I couldn’t quite take it in. I was running down a hall with Scarlett’s hand on my back, propelling me forward and guiding me into one of the massage rooms. I stood there naked and panting. I looked over to Scarlett for I don’t know what, guidance, protection, sympathy? But no, Scarlett just laughed, like this was the
Read moreBy Str8SensitiveGuy. Ten years. We were fifteen when we met and became friends. That was twenty years ago. We were seventeen when we began dating and twenty five when we got married. And now, at thirty five, we’re celebrating our aluminum anniversary, though the piece of jewelry I bought her for the occasion is a far cry from aluminum. We’re still just as good of friends today as we were in high school. Almost too good. We’re more friends than
Read moreBy LilDean. Read Part 1 Here Read Part 2 Here Read Part 3 Here ***** Part 4… Since they found out my little weakness, Sara and Carla had started getting closer and closer, engaging in a competition that was utterly humiliating for me. I could no longer come to work without bringing a change of clothes. It felt like they were doing everything they could to be the ones who made me cream my pants the most. Sara amused herself
Read moreBy Rosey01. Jack worked at his firm for under a year when the new class of interns was first hired. The new class was a group of five interns, four male, and the last one, Juliet, was a woman. Juliet had just turned 20, was rather tall, and had long dark hair that was rather thick and slightly curly. Juliet was somewhat chubby, with a bit of a stomach and a slightly pudgy face. Her things were thick and strong,
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Read moreBy RandyKneeling. “Richard, it’s time for the main course. After that, you can do whatever you want.” My wife pushed me down between her legs, the place I spent most of my time pleasing her. Don’t get me wrong; I’m not complaining. Mary was tall, with a slender body, long-toned legs, and a lusty libido. I’m an unremarkable man whose best feature is a thick head of dark, wavy hair. Not much to go on if you’re a guy. In
Read moreBy RandyKneeling. I was working out the finishing touches on a deal over lunch at a tavern near my downtown office. I work for a large telecom company, and this deal would improve our computer support levels and save my department six figures in our annual budget. I had arrived early, my adversary in negotiation needing to check out of his hotel before our final meeting. That’s when the unlikely couple came in. Their physical appearance was notable in itself.
Read moreBy DangerousDomain. “Come downstairs, baby!” my stepmother sang in happiness. You see, on the island that I live on, all new 18-year-old men must have a nude checkup by your local clinic. The matriarch government and society insist that the value of a male is strictly based on his penis size. Men are divided into three categories: “glorious units.” This group is filled with the larger penises greater than 6.5 inches. They are rewarded in society with pretty much access
Read moreBy Smallray4. My name’s Ray. At 19, I had a part-time job working three days a week in a local hotel restaurant. I had finished for the day, and as I walked into our house, my mother and sister Sue sat at the kitchen table. On the table was a small bag of weed. Mum said, “Yes, we found this hidden in your bedroom. We found it while we were looking for these.” She put a pair of my sister’s
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