If you read the first episode of this little saga, you know that I had a very unexpected and extremely pleasurable interlude with a delicious blonde. She wrecked all my past typecasting of women by picking me up in a supermarket and fucking my brains out before the night was over. That kind of thing had never happened to me before. Just shows that the ladies are endlessly capable of surprising us men.

Only after she was gone from my house did I realize that I was so pussy-paralyzed I hadn’t even asked her name! (Yes, she was one incredible hellcat in bed.) But I figured she knew where I lived so if she should get the urge she’d know where to find me. (more…)

Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!

“DAMN! It’s 1 o’clock already?”

My alarm goes off, and I say to myself, “boy do I love my job!”

Well I didn’t use to, matter of fact I actually hated it. But all that changed last Monday…the day I met Q, that’s the day she started working the night shift with me…the day I will never forget.

I drag myself outta bed like I do every Monday, or better yet everyday for that matter. Because I work over nights my appearance isn’t that important to me. I don’t bother ironing my shirt and I throw on the same pair of jeans I had on yesterday. I take a quick whiff to make sure they will pass and they do. (more…)

Life was good. I was getting laid as often as I liked and I was more than a little surprised in Mormon Utah. Now that I had my confidence back I was looking to get laid as often as possible. I was doing married girls including my 11-5 booty call, my young married Mormon mom, Kaye and of course Debbie out in the bad land of Southern Utah. In fact about this time I was running into Joyce a lot around town. To refresh your memory, Joyce was my voluptuous, married, blond fantasy. She had the dreamiest eyes and seemed to batting her eyelashes and showing more cleavage at me every time I saw her. (more…)

As Briley thumbed through the costume magazine, she could feel the energy of the season surging through her veins. Being her favorite season of all times, Briley always went the extra mile to dress for Halloween. Last year, with the introduction of Captain Jack Sparrow to the big screens, she had dressed so perfectly as Johnny Depp that it took over half the night for anyone to realize that the famous Captain was, in fact, a woman.

This year was no different. At the beginning of every September, Briley would order the latest costume catalogue, then eagerly await its arrival. As soon as it landed in her mailbox, Briley would start thumbing through it looking for this year’s invention. Sometimes she ordered straight from the company, other times, she used the catalogue merely for an idea. (more…)

I slept late on the Saturday, and little wonder after the night with my new Principal, Harry, and his incredibly beautiful. sensuous, sexy and amazingly hungry wife, Megan Lee! and she was the first thing I thought about when I awoke, remembering those fantastic, succulent breasts and that tight, hot pussy, and I was massively erect before I”d completely washed the sleep from my eyes. Even a lengthy period under a progressively colder shower failed to dampen my excitement!

She had been the most amazing woman I had ever come across! So when just an hour later Harry rang to invite me back that evening for a small, intimate gathering with him, Megan Lee and a couple of others, I had absolutely no hesitation in saying yes. Hell I hated making my own meals at the best of times, although I had become quite skilled in that area since my divorce, so the promised meal itself would have been a sufficient incentive, but add Megan Lee to that equation and wild horses wouldn”t have kept me away!! (more…)

Steffie put down the last box and fell onto the bed, exhausted. She knew she should start unpacking but was too worn out to even contemplate it. The last few days had been far too taxing, both physically and emotionally. The image of her boyfriend in bed with his so-called psychology tutor still haunted her. She had come home early from classes that day and discovered them together, only to find out that the affair had been going on for months.

There was a knock on her door and she opened her eyes. Jack, one of her new roommates was standing in the doorway, holding two beers in his hands. “Thought you could use a cold one,” he said, holding one out. (more…)

The cool blue shaft of moonlight wandered across my pillow. That, along with the crash of the long waves peeling the beach, was enough to make me come to from my slumber. I hadn “t been sleeping deeply lately. My mind, once wakened, immediately focused on the email. I got up from the bed threw on a pair of shorts and headed for my office. . It was 3am and as I fired up my laptop, I couldn”t believe that one email message could so easily rivet my attention.

I work for an engineering firm. I”m working down in Central America, Costa Rica to be exact. I like the country. It has a natural beauty and the people are attractive and engaging. (more…)

“AUTHOR’S NOTE: I gratefully acknowledge the assistance of my editor Rovijack43 who has helped me with all my stories. You are awesome, Rovijack43, and I thank you! ”

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She looks so beautiful lying there, breathless and satisfied and a big smile crosses her face as we stand there looking at her triumphantly. We look around at each other and grin from ear to ear. He reaches over to me to grab the dress that is hanging limply on my body, and pushes it off my shoulders. It falls to the ground and a chill runs up my spine. It is a chill of anticipation, of desire. He looks over my body slowly as if I were a display item. He comes to me and pulls me into his arms, taking my mouth quickly to his. His firm grip holds me tight against his body as his hands run across my soft skin. His hands awaken each and every inch that they touch. My skin comes alive under his touch, electrified. It seems to be reaching out to him as he barely skims over the surface. His tongue glides across my lips and down my neck. “Mmmmm,” escapes from my throat. I am no longer of my own free will; I am under his spell. His tongue laps at my ear lobe and his hot breath stirs the juices between my legs. (more…)

If I were yours, you’d know how much I love to play at performance and wanton display. That I like to recline against the headboard, like some lusty courtesan with you, my ardent admirer at the opposite end. You’d know how I open my soft thighs, shyly at first, then boldly as we warm to the game. Open my legs to reveal the pinkness of my flesh and with fingers spread those swollen lips so your eyes can see me.

How I like to dip into that heat and bring my fingers, glistening with juice to your mouth. How when you grasp that hand and hold it close to your face to inhale me then suck my fragrant fingers into your hot mouth it makes me absolutely sure that I’m the most desirable creature on earth. How when you say “I love the smell and taste of you”, it makes me literally melt and drip with love. When I see your eyes grow wide and watch your mouth fall open a little like an awestruck boy, I know that my pretty pussy is the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen. (more…)

The noise from the adjacent bedroom window caught his attention. Randy had been sitting on the motel porch in front of his room, reading the newspaper, and sipping a drink. He had been on the road for several days and this was his first opportunity to catch up on the news from a national perspective. However, the moans and cries that emanated from the open window broke his concentration. Someone was getting it on and that aroused his interest. He fought back the urge to put down his paper and peek into the window. (more…)