Eric Jay Fucked Buddy's Wife, Dee One incredible experience I can't forget was the time when I fucked my friend's slightly younger wife, Dee. Dee is still a curvy, strawberry blonde about 5 foot 7 inches. Very prim and proper most of the time; a good mother now to her two kids, who are two and four. Anyways, I was on a business trip and had a chance to visit and stay overnight. I had done this before. My friend Morgan and I were old college drinking buddies, and his wife only sipped rarely. We enjoyed a great dinner, visited,…

This is a true story but the names have been changed for privacy. I had been in my apartment for about three month before a 23 year old woman moved in from out of town. She was a red-headed Irish girl, fairly petite at only about 5’3 tall. I was 6′ and in great shape because I was a personal trainer and nutritional counselor at the local gym after finishing college as a nutritionist. Her name was Lori and she had gotten a job at the local hospital as nurse. At first we only met in passing. She worked four…

My name is Chelsea and this is my story. Day 1 My husband and I live on a huge plot of land--almost 1,000 acres, I still haven't explored the whole thing but it's all forested area about 20 miles north of Bemidji, Minnesota--in a large three story, nine bedroom, three bath house nestled in a four acre clearing in the center of the woods. My husband wanted to live out here, he says he prefers the outdoors and the solitude. Not that I'm complaining; I love going on walks and skinny dipping in our very own private spring fed lake.…

The Morning After It had been a night filled with surprises and hot sex with Zoe. I awoke late on Saturday laying on my side looking out the window of the loft at the snow beginning to fall.  The bathroom door opened and Zoe came sauntering out, still wearing her purple camisole and white boy shorts. Her long, thin blonde hair fell around her face as she slid into bed behind me and put an arm over my hip. “Good mornin’, Zoe.” I reached back and squeezed her ass. “Good morning mister man,” she said as she slid her hand…

The sound of the rain against the window pane gently woke her from her slumber. It was all a dream. It had to be a dream. Even the potent combination of tequila and self loathing wouldn't have caused her to lose control like that. But the aching between her legs and his firm embrace brought it all back. She knew that she should be angry, but right now she felt only freedom. Just the thought of it brought a rush to her loins. The rhythmic upheaval of his muscular chest assured her that he was still asleep. Slowly she began…

As I work away from home quite a lot, I don't get much time to clean the house or do the washing and ironing; my daughter is always short of cash so she comes round once a week and it really helps me out. Last Friday I was working from home, finishing all my paperwork when there was a knock at the door. Thinking it was my daughter, I just opened the door and went back in the lounge. "Hello?" said an unfamiliar voice. I went back and saw a seriously attractive young goth girl standing there. "Can I help…

I was in a college club, a service organization that sold concessions at sporting events for the school. After our hard work each season, the sponsor--who had a swimming pool at her home--had a pool party for us at the end of the year. The club had about 30 members, mixed but about an even numbers of males and females. I was in the club with my boyfriend, Bill, as well as my friend, Gina, and her boyfriend, Tommy. This really happened and those were the real first names. At the party, Tommy had brought secretly a bottle of Absolut…

WOOHOO!!!! Autumn is here (doing my happy dance). I love cooler weather. I just seem to thrive in it.  Texas can get boiling hot during the summer; hot, muggy and sticky...ugh I hate it. So yeah, I'm a happy little camper right now. Hope you folks had a great summer, I did; and I'm gonna tell ya about it. This next story is going to be broken down in bits. To understand the full dynamic of my summer, it can't be told all at once. Well, I guess it could, but I'm too damn lazy to write that much. Besides…

This is the story of my forbidden love.  Please Note: The names and places have been changed... Me: I'm a single mother of two. Some would say I work for the devil (I'm a corporate attorney).  I'm a light skinned, petite, 5'2" Latina. Most people who meet me assume I'm Caucasian; however, I am an American of Mexican descent--and I am completely bi-lingual. I have long hair down to the middle of my back, it's light brown, and I have hazel eyes. For those of you who are wondering...I wear a 32B bra. I've thought about getting them done; however,…

I was driving Beth home from the movie; before that, we had only shared a pizza at a local pizza place. The traffic was light on the street and we’d kissed several times during the movie. In the car, she was leaning against my shoulder and I had a naughty thought. I reached over, took her right hand, and placed it on my crouch--pressing down to give her a hint of what I wanted; she’d never touched my dick before. My face burned in embarrassment as I felt Beth tense up. I whispered, "Squeeze it, honey," and moved my hand…

It was a Sunday afternoon; my curvy daughter, Ally, and her exotic, smoking hot friend, Gabby with the caramel skin and body made for fucking, and I had spent another weekend sport fucking in my bed. As I was eating Gabby’s pussy, Ally was taking my cock deep in her throat. We were naked and enjoying each other on my bed, so we did not hear the front door. My ex walked in and discovered our sexy secret. “Wwwwwwwwwwwwwwhat...the fuck. is.this!?” she yelled as I sprayed our daughters face with come. “You sick fuck that's our daughter!” she grabbed Ally…

My soon to be wife, Annie, had taken a job out of town and I only saw her every two weeks or so. She was scheduled for a flight home on Friday night, and I was going to pick up her son Zakk from his dorm so the two of us were going to pick her up at the airport and enjoy the weekend together. Zakk is in his first year of college, he is studying to be a make up artist for stage and screen. He and I have not really gotten to know each other and this was…

The next day, Sunday morning, after the hot threesome with my daughter and her smoking hot friend, I arrived at my ex-wife’s house about noon. My ex, Margo, was dressed casually in a pair of black jeans and a long sleeve t-shirt with a v neckline that let you see the valley between her D cup breasts and the black, lace trimmed bra she was wearing. Her pale skin still had some tan left, even though it was September. The twinkle in her green eyes was still there. By the look of it she had put on a little extra…

I loved the Seven Mile Beach in Cayman Island. The calm ocean reflecting the blue hue of clear sky, the warmth of sun, and the salty breeze rejuvenated me for ventures to come. I desperately needed this sensation in my life. It was indeed a blessing to be out there. I spent some time swimming and then walked back on the warm white sands smoking my Comador cigar. Then I noticed this tall, gorgeously shaped, brunette in a pink bikini; she walked, swaying her hips, and unquestionably keeping her eyes fixed on me. Her hotness incited me to an erection.…

So it was Friday night, two days after I had screwed my daughter's best friend. I got a call from Ally, my daughter, asking if Gabby could stay for the weekend. Thinking nasty thoughts about the possibility of seeing Gabby all weekend (and perhaps a late night encounter) I quickly agreed to them camping out at my house. I went out after work with the guys and did not get home until late in the evening, about eleven. The lights were all out except the porch, the bathroom, and a light over the stove. I went to the kitchen and…

Spring, my favorite season, was in full swing. The warm and sunny weather of the New York City had me in a good mood as I cruised down Lexington Avenue in my new, red-gold, 2014 Range Rover Evoque. Rick Ross’s new album, Mastermind, blared from my truck like a hot nightspot. I had the streets trembling from the bass. I stopped at a red light and saw a line of customers at the new Sprinkles Cupcake ATM. Most of them were young pretty women. I recognized a familiar face waiting in front of the line. It was my young, friend…

Some time ago, I had a date with a friend who was in town for just a week more before he got shipped out to his new duty station. Since it would be his last date with me, I agreed, not really liking that we would be going to a strip club. I don't really like going to strip clubs. I dressed in nothing spectacular, just a little black cocktail dress and heels; nothing fancy. I met him at his apartment, and he had called a cab for us, saying that we may be drinking a bit and he didn't…

So I know a man my age should not be looking at barely legal teenagers, but I just can not help that I like young women. They drive me crazy with their fresh bodies and open attitude to all kinds of sex and being photographed. The saga I am about to tell to you is a bit long so I shall tell it in four parts. Think what you will of me by the end, but ask yourself would you do anything different? The first part of the story takes place in mid September. I have a daughter named Ally…