After the night of teasing my neighbors’ son as I pleasured myself in front of the window, I decided I enjoyed it too much for it to be a one-time thing. It started with once a month, then became more like once a week. I would put on something sexy, sit down in my chair and please myself, imagining what my young neighbor was doing on the other side of his window as he watched. I never actually saw Tony through the window,...

Ch. 01 Living With a MILFIf you haven't read the prologue yet I suggest you do. I admired myself in the mirror. Ready for my date. My name is Jim and I am a 6'4" college student. At age 19 I have almost washboard abs and large toned muscles. To top it all off I am about to go on a date with a 41 year old single MILF. -----------------------------We had dinner at the nicest restaurant I could think of. Money was not an iss...

 I would occasionally babysit for the couple across the street. Just into their forties they had two kids in elementary school. They lived in a very nice house with pool and all, and they drove very nice cars. They got divorced one summer. I had just turned 19 and was attending a community college only a few minutes from my house. I still would babysit for my neighbor, Lori, from time to time, because the money was easy a...

It was a perfect afternoon, 85 degrees and sunny with low humidity and a slight breeze. I'd never been to Colorado Springs before, and there were plenty of things on my must see list. That's why I had flown in two days early for my conference. But after travelling all day from rainy Indiana, I decided to take my book to the pool and sit in the sun for a while. It had been an early morning, and a long travel day, and I did...

Linda and I have been married just over five years and about a year and a half ago, her mother's husband, her second husband, died. He was rather older than Linda's mom, Betty, and he left her quite well off. Still, it was a tough time for her and she came to rely a great deal on her sister, Helen, who, two years earlier had lost her husband in the military. It's become something that we don't speak about because of the r...

This all started the day my mom walked into the bathroom just as I was stepping out of the shower. Now before you start with, 'Oh, now he fucks his mom,' no, that's not it at all. So, let's just start over. I was stepping out of the shower, my cock hanging down, as my mom walked in with an armload of towels. She looked down and said, "Oh, my. Um, well, Jeremy, um, mmm, I want to ask you something after you get dressed," a...

It wasn't long after graduating college that I cashed in the savings bonds my parents had purchased for me over the years and used the money to buy my first home. It was exciting to have my own place, but at the same time it got lonely living away from home and being alone. One day I noticed my neighbor bringing in some groceries from her car and I figured it would be a great chance for me to introduce myself and maybe ma...

I’ve been friends with Debbie for almost fifteen years and have always had the hots for her. She’s a petite, 5’2”, hard bodied, small figured woman. She is in her mid 40’s, but has a body that most teenagers would kill for. Though I don’t consider myself any particular body part kind of guy, I gotta say she has an ass that would cause me to just blatantly stare like some kind of school kid. I consider myself respectful of...

Chapter 1 Martin and I have been married for twenty-eight years now and we've been about as happy as you would expect. Like many couples, we've had our ups and downs, none really too serious and we've raised our daughter, Pamela, who, today, is a wonderful woman, married to Adam, our son-in-law, for five years now. Pam is a middle-school science teacher and Adam has his own computer consultancy business which he, luckily...

Serena"Thank you, Serena." A firm, smack on my ass is followed by my bed dipping as Gary awkwardly crawls his way off the side. Oh, yippee. I grimace because he can't see my face, it still being smushed into one of my deep feather pillows, and all. I push myself up and manage a small giggle that my mother would recognize as false. "No, thank you, Your Honor." I flash a wide, innocent smile, and then barely catch the corne...

It is silent except for the humming of the refrigerators, and the sound of Allen's slow and intermittent labored breaths. The pattern alternates between, quick intakes, whooshing exhales, and extended held-breaths altogether. I can't wait to make him moan. Allen's hands are kneading my breasts experimentally, while his eyes haven't left my chest since I gave him permission to explore. "Just be nice to them," I had told hi...

The Hairdresser (Lynette) I’ve always hated going to the barbers. Maybe it dates back to some traumatic event in my childhood, like being dragged there screaming by my father, but truthfully, I just don’t know. I just know that all through my school years I hated going to the barber. I guess by the time I was in college I was old enough to get over that minor phobia, but I got through by snipping at my own hair, which was...

"Allen. Go was dishes. Now." I say to the 16-year-old horndog panting beside me. He starts towards the saloon style aluminum doors, but is brought up short by my curt instructions. I am normally a very sweet girl to work with, not soft...I just use 'please' and 'thank you' regularly. This brat isn't stupid....he know he's ticked me off, but he DOESN'T know what that means for him... The echo of my 'Now' is still hanging i...