The day had been really stressing at the office; so I just wanted to leave, get home, take a relaxing hot tub bath and enjoy my husband’s hard cock up my horny cunt… But, as I was sneaking out and trying to leave; my stupid Boss appeared at the door ...
It has been a couple of months since I have seen my naughty little friend. We had engaged in some really nasty sex and I was pretty upset that she had just simply up and vanished. I spent a night of pissing in and on her and fucking her in multiple positi...
A while back, I sent you "Volume I" of my experiences. In case you've forgotten, here's a copy: I guess I've always been an exhibitionist. I can remember the thrill I got in high school whenever I realized that a boy was trying to look up my skirt. I ...
I was in a pretty pickle. Until a few weeks before this began, I'd been a carefree, though overworked manager at a Dot-com start up. I had a salary I didn't have time to spend and girlfriend wannabes falling all over me. My downfall, if that's what it...
Just doing some shopping for supplies. Hmmmm, I wonder if "shopping" is the proper term? Doesn't it imply that I'm going to pay money for what I take home? Semantics, semantics. Three outfits catch my fancy right away. The first is a black leather cat...
If truth be told neither my wife or I were really partygoers. Our sort of scene was much more going for walks or just watching TV. I guess we were pretty dull, and my wife was particularly shy with new people. Still we were happy enough. Then I ran i...
I look at my hands in the kitchen sink. Yes those are my hands scrubbing that pot, not the hands of my wife or a maid, but the hands of a forty year old businessman. The same hands that did the shopping earlier, the same hands that cooked the meal, th...
My girlfriends asked me to go out with them to a local club. It had a pretty wild crowd but that's ok because a lot of the guys seem to like standoffish girls; and I was asked to dance often that night. We drank a lot and I had danced with quite a few...
There is no denying that all men remember their first time fucking. It is something in the make of men that first time fucking, may it be good or bad; it is etched in our memory for always. In contrast the women usually do not remember their first fucking...
I walked into the executive offices and looked at the managing director's PA. She was a slightly plump very pretty blonde in her early twenties, dressed in a smart business suit with a white blouse and dark, sheer, hose, probably tights. I knew that I wou...