Walking the dog My dog Skippy is going on ************* this year and I've been taking him down to the local park just about every morning for all of that time. I usually get to park around 6 AM to get Skippy in a quick walk before I get ready for work. I rarely see anyone else at all at the park except for the occasional jogger. On the weekends and holidays, of course I sleep in a bit and I have to share the beautiful park with many other folks. This particular week, I was on vacation and it had been raining early in the morning so I waited for the weather to clear b… 続きを読む

Where do I begin with this? I really want to blame Bob for this entirely and it is certain and beyond any doubt, that he needs to carry some of the responsibility for this. After all, it really was his idea. Not that I am exactly free from sin, I have let my eyes and my thoughts wander about many times. I will admit to the occasional masturbation act using fantasies of men, other than my husband of twenty plus years. And yes,there were a few tiny incidents over the years at parties and cookouts where I perhaps let a little flirting get out of hand and let someone or another, k… 続きを読む

My Day " Oh no, Kenny has a huge cock" Nan said with a laugh. "He's huge, like a horse. I never actually measured it but he tells me it's well north of 9 inches and I do believe that to be true considering how uncomfortable he can be when he forces that damned thing in me." That comment stopped me in my tracks, I laughed it off, we both giggled like school girls but I found the thought of it amazing. I've known Nan and Kenny for years, I went to school with Nan, I knew her family and our c***dren go to t… 続きを読む

Joyce goes to the University To say I was intimidated by my arrival at the University of Arizona would be the largest of understatements. I was terrified. I had just graduated from a high school that contained less than a thousand students in it’s entirety to a school that boasted fifty thousand students across several large campuses. I was at the main campus and I was suddenly reduced from being one of the most dated of girls to a person that was for all practical purposes, simply invisible. I was not happy, I’m not ugly by any comparison, I’m perhaps a little short, just under five… 続きを読む

I don't remember exactly what I was doing when I first heard the strange sound wafting up through the heat vent in the floor. I may have been reading my Sixteen magazine or some other such nonsense. My parents bedroom was below me and I had been aware they were in it, I often heard them talking and I mostly just ignored it. I remember I was wearing a dress, a light cotton summery thing and as always my panties. I had recently become more and more aware of my cunt. I found myself often wanting to press it hard against various objects and for some unknown reason,it seemed I needed to sque… 続きを読む

My wife surprised me, she came wobbling into my room late. She had obviously taken her sleeping meds and I think she might have taken a little extra. She mumbled something about her shoulder being sore and lay down for me to rub her. She is a dutiful woman and she asked if I needed to cum. I had already cum earlier so I told no, I was fine. I continued to rub her shoulder and she whispered that she had thought about masturbating earlier in the day. "So what were you thinking about that brought masturbation to mind?" I asked. "Steve, she answered, I heard him starting his motorcycle earlier thi… 続きを読む

The Session Anna looked up at the clock on her bedroom wall. He’ll be here in less than an hour, she thought. She could hear the soft click of Andy’s computer keyboard as he rapidly typed away. I don’t know how he can be so focused on his work, she thought, he does know a complete stranger will shortly walk into his house and have his way with me. She was always a bit raw and edgy before these events. She thought about the old joke comparing sex to snowfall. You never know how long it will last, nor how many inches you’ll get. She was pretty sure about the inches part. Andy had never failed… 続きを読む

Marcy is 36. She's about 20 lbs over weight and sensitive about it. I think she's looking fine these days. Work has been putting a crimp on our sex lives and neither of us has been able to get off even once in the last couple of weeks. We woke up on this very rainy windy, November morning horny. I made the Sunday morning coffee, Marcy smiled and reached out across the bed for her cup. Her soft breast hung and swayed invitingly. I handed her the cup and cupped her right breast, pulling on her nipple. Be careful, She said half seriously, you'll make me cum. We sipped our java and began our str… 続きを読む

Lucy’s mind was on fire as she listened to Norma’s confessions. She began to feel the now familiar ache in her loins. In her mind she envisioned petite Norma face down with her ass exposed and cum leaking from her anus. Oh Norma, that is so exciting to think about. Were you sore afterwards? I’ve never dreamed about being taken anally, Really, Norma, you had an orgasm without clitoral stimulation? Norma laughed, she reached out and cupped Lucy’s face, Lucy girl, you have no idea what you have been missing. I had no idea how amazing a human’s sex life could be until I started my affair with m… 続きを読む

Bert and I ….it goes on. The wine produced a comfortable glow and Bert’s confessions of a long life of sin combined to make my cock stir. Bert’s cock had shrunk and shriveled but the tip still glistened with droplets of cum. I couldn’t resist the desire to lick it off. I crossed the room and knelt before the man’s cock. I looked up at him and he smiled……Go ahead, but be gentle I’m still a bit sore from your last go around. I softly drew his cock head into my mouth. His cock tasted of dried cum, it had that musty unmistakably taste of man. There is nothing else in the universe that taste like… 続きを読む

Better late than….Lucy Lucy smiled as her daughters, both of them, pressed her to start dating again. Even her pastor had hinted that she had been mourning Ted’s death for long enough and it was high time to get back into the flow of life. Lucy’s smile was brought on by her amusement as to how these people would react if they had any idea of the type of person she was interested in dating. She had been contemplating exactly what her next date, her first date after Ted’s untimely death, would be like. She knew one thing for certain and that was that the man would be hung like a stallion.… 続きを読む

Bert and I continued I am amazed at how much I enjoyed my sexual connection with Bert. The taboo of the act itself was intoxicating. I have often wondered about homosexual contact but the reality was better than anything my mind could conjure. I could still taste Bert’s cum in my mouth as I drove home. We had plans to hook up again in a week’s time and I was happily humming away to the radio as I drove the winding road home. My wife Alice was drinking wine and laughing with her best friend Gina when I pulled in. They hardly acknowledge my arrival as they were lost in a sea of giggles and c… 続きを読む

Better late than not at all Lucy was pretty. Pretty will serve you well in life. It makes c***dhood fun and easy, grade school sweet and pleasant, high school smooth and friendly, and college as graceful as college can be. As age wears at you, the magical effects of pretty evaporate. Lucy was no longer young. She had consumed most of her fifties. Her youthful pudgy had become much less appealing and even her perky little breast had begun to flatten and sag. She now spent much of her mornings redoing her face. Still, Lucy was pretty. Lucy was good girl. Raised by helicopter parents man… 続きを読む

I met Bert at my wedding. He was introduced as my wife’s uncle. Later I found out that he wasn’t really a relative but a c***dhood family friend. Bert and his wife seemed happy and were cordial and interesting dinner companions. He was at least 20 years older than us and he quite disappeared from our lives as we moved ahead with buying our home and raising our family. He reappeared just about a year ago again at a family function. His wife had passed due to cancer several years prior and he now lived alone as a single. Bert has to be well into the back side of his 60’s. He’s bald and pot b… 続きを読む

The weekends in Vegas were gone. Both Carol and I had lost our good paying jobs and now we struggled monthly to keep afloat with almost half of our income vanished. Carol found work at an upscale Mexican restaurant/bar doing prep work in the kitchen and I was working the day shift at a local mom and pop grocery store. Our new hours meant we had coverage for c***d care but our sex life suffered mightily. I was on the computer with porn clips after putting the k**s to bed. My routine was to search the free sex clip sites for cuckold clips. I would tease my cock watching other men watching film… 続きを読む