It’s Saturday. Finally! I have been looking forward to today since my boss asked me to take this trip. Okay, maybe he didn’t quite ask, but I would have requested to go anyway. It’s been years since I was back in the old hometown. Right around 19 years if my math is right.

The company I work for is in jeopardy of losing a major contract with one of our biggest accounts. Oddly enough this account is in my old hometown. Mr. Withers, my boss, figured maybe I could use the old hometown boy routine to our advantage. Who knows, maybe I even have a couple buddies there that could help. (more…)

Peter and Ian played their weekly round of golf, with Peter, unusually, playing badly and losing heavily.

“Christ Pete, you were crap today. What’s up? Got the yips?”

“No, don’t know really. Mind on other things, I guess.” “Boy, wasn’t it ever! Five hours ago I was diddling and licking your daughter to two orgasms and then fucked your wife whilst you were upstairs having a crap.”

“Never mind, let’s get in to the 19th and have that beer.”

They changed in the locker room and then adjourned to the bar. After getting the drinks – Peter paying, of course – they sat at a table on the patio over-looking the 1st tee and 18th green. After 15 minutes of idle chat, Ian excused himself to go for a pee. Peter immediately pulled out his mobile and phoned Ian’s house. “Please let Zoe answer …” (more…)

Hiya. Beth here. Not my normal chirpy self – I am alone in the world again. Well, as alone as someone like me can be. I still have a regular fuck when I want it – just nobody to call my own. Not that there is a lack of offers! Fuck, the men find out I am single and they act like panting dogs after a bitch in heat. Hmm, which is kind of what I am I guess. J The girls reading this will want to know what happened with Marcus – the previous love of my life. Well, he must have gotten worn out because he decided to play a different game. The boys reading this may have already stopped reading – fucking girly chat! Don’t be disillusioned boys – there is a story to tell that you will love! Just keep reading and if you want to skip the tips on a good blowjob that is cool. (more…)

“You’re not going to help me? She said incredulously, staring blankly at him. “You can’t be serious.”

“Oh, but I am Jenna. Deadly serious.” he paused. “You can look elsewhere.”

“But where?” she pleaded. “I have no-one else to turn to, and you know it you bastard. How can you take advantage of me this way?”

Take advantage indeed.

Years back, it was Jenna and his brother taking advantage of him. They had all the money in the world. He was a real success, his brother. Owned a couple of car dealerships, two nice homes and a condo in the mountains. Every nice thing he and his wife wanted, they bought. Nothing was ever too good for them. No car, no boat, no meal, no vacation was opulent enough for them unless it was the best. And they flaunted it at every opportunity. (more…)

Linda was Paul’s “weekend pet”, or so he liked to call her. Neither of them was looking for a relationship, and neither of them wanted to be in one with each other. But Linda was a submissive, and she loved being subjected to everything Paul did to her when they did get together, she loved his power over her, and she loved his long, fat cock. It was biggest cock she had ever had inside her. Paul considered himself lucky. It wasn’t often that a guy came across a woman who wouldn’t become emotionally attached, but would fuck him at a drop of a hat in any and every way he demanded. She gave in to his every twisted desire and begged for more. (more…)

Back in the late 70s, I had just transferred my sophomore year in college to a new university where I knew practically no one. I was taking a way-too-easy Spanish class and spotted a pretty good-looking girl on the other side of the room. She had a really pretty, Eastern European face, was of medium height, and had long, perfectly straight brown hair down to her bottom. Fleshy would best describe her build, and she had those pendulous kind of breasts that had never seen a bra and hung down to swing alluringly with every move. (more…)

That night began like any other Friday night: martinis at 6:00, dinner at 8:00, and a cocktail or two at the local tavern. Barb and I decided that evening we’d only have side orders. We both had a good buzz on and didn’t want to ruin it by overeating. By 9:00, Barb was feeling no pain. We settled in at a nearby tavern. The patrons looked to be about our ages, and the DJ was playing baby-boomer music we could appreciate. We watched as several couples danced and remarked how good looking some of them were. The more Barb had to drink, the more the conversation turned to how sexy some of the couples seemed. (more…)

As I sat cuddles on Mrs. Earle”s lap in the Jacuzzi, I turned to see a man walk out onto the deck.

“Hi hun,” Mrs. Earle said, “You”re home early?”

“Yeah, the other boys had things to do today so we only played nine holes.” The man approached the sunken tub. “Who”s this?”

“Darrel, I would like to meet Shannon. Shannon, this is my husband Darrel.”

“Pleased to meet you Shannon.” He said, smiling warmly. I should have been worried but his smile and expression was quite open and sincere. It almost seemed as if finding a young girl sitting naked on his wife”s lap was not a surprise. I started to wonder just how many girls have found themselves in this exact situation. (more…)

Julie sat behind her desk mulling over the photographs she’d received in the mail that day. She needed four contestants, each with a different hair color but choosing them became difficult for all were so beautiful. Finally, after narrowing down the entries by color, she made her decision according to the woman’s first name. On her notepad, she scribbled the name and the color of hair.

Mari = Brunette

Seshiko = Black

Traci = Red

Joan = Blonde

The others would simply be relegated to a backup file in case any of these were disqualified. Then, she read through the letter she’d received from the TCA, Taster’s Choice Awards, to make sure she understood the contest rules. This was a big contest in California with cash prizes up to one hundred thousand dollars for the winner and twelve television commercial jobs to boot. Indeed, it was one of the biggest contests the agency had ever been asked to host and she knew her boss, Michael, would be pleased when he knew she had landed the account. (more…)

Tricia moaned some beneath her husband as his cock hammered away at her. After a few more minutes Ed grunted and shot his cum deep within her pussy. He rolled off of her and sighed, echoing his wife”s feelings of dissatisfaction.

Ed and Tricia were both in their late thirties and had been married for close to ten years. They had met in college and dated for a few years before taking the plunge together. And at first, they were totally satisfied with each other. Ed was a tall man, standing over 6″ and with a strong body toned from years of working out and staying shape. He owned his own landscaping company and refused to let others do the work that he could do himself. Tricia was an attractive woman, with olive colored skin that reflected her Sicilian heritage. She had black hair that made people think of midnight, curly and hanging past her shoulders. She had similarly dark eyes and great body, long legs with just enough on her thighs to make them desirable. Her C-cup tits had just the hint of sag to them, again enough to make them seem real and full. Both Ed and Tricia”s sex life had been wonderful, the two having large sex drives. However, throughout the years, they had both silently yearned for something else, something different. Various places, positions, and toys had come and gone and those things spiced sex up for a while, but still left them with that longing for something truly erotic. (more…)