The Bigger They Come!

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My name is Stacy Jones. My husband Donald and I have been married for eighteen months. Donald has been in the military. While he was doing his training we were apart for ages, so when he finally finished it was great to have him home with me again.

My husband Don is six foot tall with short brown hair and green eyes. He has the handsome face of a film star, is intelligent and has a a great sense of humor. Read the rest of this entry »

The Bachelor Party

When I walked into the apartment, all the guys started beating on the best man, who had arranged for the evening’s entertainment, namely, me. Now, I’ll be the first to admit that I’m not America’s ideal whore. I’m only 5′2″ and nearly 200 pounds, but, like I told that room full of bachelors, I’ve got a set of 40C’s just begging to be sucked and I’m open to anything you can think of.

As soon as I said this, the guys started naming things that they wanted to do to me. All I did was stand there and nod my head at every suggestion. When they asked me whom I wanted to take on first, I said, “Anyone who wants me, because how can I choose from fifteen oh, so handsome bachelors?” Read the rest of this entry »

The Lady of the Rain

The House that I now lived in was miles from anywhere. It had been my own choice, I had often grown weary of people, and now as I faced my fortieth year, the loneliness no longer really bothered me that much.

It was the middle of winter now, and it had been a day since I had seen another face. The rain fell gently on the window, as I looked out over my land. My nearest neighbours were more than a mile away. I kept to myself, and they kept to themselves. It was a mutually convenient arrangement. Read the rest of this entry »

Sweet Slutty College Kitty

Kitty left the library, her head spinning. She had just finished her last term paper, and had returned the books she needed for her research. Sighing tiredly, she walked past the row of frat houses. From one of them, she heard the sounds of laughter and music. “Oooooh…just what I need, a party!”

She fluffed her hair, smoothing it over her ears. Her emerald eyes twinkled mischievously; she was ready for fun, ready to flirt and maybe take some little cutie back with her to her room. She tugged at her flouncy plaid skirt, giggling as it sprang up, revealing her smooth, firm thighs. Her white halter-top clung to her pert breasts…giggling some more; she reached down and pinched her nipples, making them push against the soft fabric. Read the rest of this entry »

Shiraz - The First Taste

A dream girl, a fantasy come true. Long in the planning but definitely slow in the execution. These are all thoughts flashing through your mind as you watch her closely.

There she is, sitting on the sofa, in your hotel room, next to you, sipping a nice glass of Shiraz and chatting away. The wine causes a warm feeling to run down through her body, she starts feeling that familiar warm feeling spread through her, she strokes your face and starts kissing you. You circle her slim waist with your arm and pull her closer to you, she ends up straddling you, her warm thighs pressing against yours on either side where she has drawn her knees up. In the movement her skirt has hiked up high on her perfect thighs, you place your hands carefully upon the exposed warmth and she moans into your mouth. Kissing you hard with her soft lips, you can taste the wine she’s been drinking. It’s been a while since you saw her last and you can’t wait for what you know is coming. Read the rest of this entry »

Unexpected Pleasure

I awoke to see her standing in the doorway to my bedroom. She was naked, her lovely curves forming a perfect silhouette framed with the early morning light behind her.

“I want some more of what I had last night,” she whispered.

I pushed the covers back, I was also naked, she could see my erection, “Come hear,” I said, and she slid her naked body into the bed alongside me.

I had better start at the beginning!

I hadn’t been separated long, not that I was pining. Hell, the separation was my doing. Read the rest of this entry »

Reunion Magic

Karen took one last look in the mirror before deciding she was ready to go. Wearing her black wraparound skirt and red silk blouse, she felt as confident about her looks as she could be. It felt good to dress a little bit more daring than she could at work. She chuckled to herself imaging her co-workers’ opinions if they could see her look this way. Glancing down as she went through the hotel room towards the front door, it seemed the silk molded itself to her tits. It was quite easy to see how big and hard her nipples were. With every step the shirt bounced and swayed noticeably. The fact that she had a pretty large set of tits would not be left up for debate. Karen felt a sense of wickedness in how the silk kept rubbing her nipples. It was a bit softer than the feeling of her skirt parting and brushing against her legs when she moved. Read the rest of this entry »

Rambo, The Schoolgirl, & The Tart

The first thing I was aware of as I awoke was my nakedness only gold chains around my wrists, waist and ankle. A sticky wet pussy and a well fucked feeling. Clothes were spread everywhere. A skirt, waist coat and knee length high heel boots of wet-look red leather, the skirt was short, it had only just covering my stocking tops. Underwear and accessories were all white. Lacy, see-through panties, bra and suspenders, with elbow length gloves, pattered stockings to round it off. I had dressed up for my husband but had worked on someone else. Read the rest of this entry »

The Club

The young woman lies motionless on the oversize bed, its six walnut feet buried deep in an antique Persian rug surrounded by walls beautifully covered in brocade fabric. A crystal chandelier hangs from the ceiling, unlit in the early morning hours. At her feet is an Italian silk comforter, carelessly thrown back in reverence of summer.

A sudden gust raises the curtain, allowing the morning sun to shoot through the briefly opened aperture. A capsule of sunlight briefly illuminates her slender hand, held willingly hostage between shapely and well tanned inner thighs. Cast in alternate light and shadow, her knees straighten slightly, while farther up the exquisite nude body, disheveled copper-colored hair spills across the satin pillow. Read the rest of this entry »

Mrs. Toad’s Wild Ride

“(There is about 5% of fantasy in this otherwise very true story…the fantasy was how I saw it in my head after it happened…how it really happened made it the best sex of my life)”

It all started about a month ago when my husband”s best friend Kohl came home from school. Actually it started last Thanksgiving when he was home…he, my friend Catherine and nothing but myself were smoking pot and laughing and making ourselves pretty horny… came of it. He came back from school and the three of us hung out at our first house…lots of flirting and innuendos were flying high. Read the rest of this entry »