Strangers On A Train 　 It was a three day trip on the train from California to Indiana. I was excited to take the train home. The trip to California had been pretty cool. I spent most of my time in the smoking car meeting all kinds of people from everywhere. I had forgotten to bring a carry on bag though and didn’t change clothes for three days. I made sure I had extra clothes and plenty of cigarettes along with a book f...

Eve. Perfection encapsulated in curves and mounds.  Delicious nipples, cherries hanging provocatively from the vine. Fleshy pink lips, suggestively revealing the tip of a tangible tongue or the nub of a blissful bud...   Gazing in wonder at these images in my husband's Ralph magazine had never before inspired such titillation in my soul. I had enjoyed many happy married years, a wonderful intimate friendship and increasin...

PART 3 Washing day had never been a great joy of mine. I had managed to do one load on this particular day, but had been waylaid by a most enjoyable procrastination. After a soak in my oily bubble bath, with some self-exploratory caressing, the event had been cruelly interrupted by a phone call advising that Mike the electrician (who I had not previously met in person, but flirted with on the phone) was indeed on his way...

It had been a difficult few months at work. The 'too hard' basket on my desk was reaching maximum capacity - a hundred little complicated tasks that everyone else seemed to think was MY job to solve. Every single time I found a moment to myself to reach for the to do list, the phone would blare its nagging ring, only to convey some disgruntled customer who felt the need  to vent their dissatisfaction on whomever it was th...

My blood was boiling.   It was so exciting, only catching glimpses and snippets of what was happening…   Rebecca’s body stretched across the console in the front seat… her blonde ponytail bobbing as her head moved in the guy’s lap… I couldn’t see her mouth, but it was even hotter that way, not seeing everything yet knowing what was happening...   the sucking sounds, in perfect time with his breathing, betraying what she w...

I woke early. I only had a few days left to my vacation, and up until now it had rained most everyday this week. I poured myself a coffee and went out on the deck. It was still a bit chilly, but the sun was coming up and there didn’t appear to be any clouds in the sky. Being the 3 rd week in April it was about time we had a nice day, so far it was a wet chilly spring. It’s going to be a good day for a ride. I finished my...

This is a true story about my sister and I. Our names have been changed for obvious reasons.   My names is James, I first met my sister Dawn when I was fourteen and she was eleven. My mother married her father and suddenly I was in a house full of new brothers and sisters. It really was innocent at first, I liked to hang out with her and we would often tickle and cuddle with each other it just seemed natural. Over the yea...

My boyfriend referred to her as his “royal cock sucker”. She had been his regular cock sucker when he lived in PA. She was a swinger who loved pussy and cock and she was at the forefront of almost all of our fantasies. I wanted to eat her out and make her moan on his cock. I wanted to see her suck his cock like she did before I was around. So many nights of wanting ‘the royal cock sucker” to join us in bed. We got her on...

The last few days since my trip to Boston were difficult. I thought of her often, actually maybe I should scratch that as I thought of her all the time. She was in my head. Kind of like waking up with a tune in your head and you continue to keep replaying it over and over throughout the day. Although I would say that this was much more pleasant. It was Monday morning and I was beat, what a way to start the workweek. I had...

  I awoke feeling refreshed and opened my eyes to find David sitting at the computer, presumably unable to sleep as well as me because of his sore bottom. He wore only his pyjama shorts, his discarded jacket was still next to me on the bed. It had been quite a night of lovemaking. David was staring intently at the screen, looking occasionally at me but I kept my eyes half closed, wanting to delay him knowing I was fully a...

Mature Porn Queen By Geekman   I work as a computer repair tech for a major electronics store I also moonlight doing repairs for many of the seniors who live in some of the local adult communities here in southern Jersey. They all like me since I also volunteer at the community center keeping the PC’s running and teaching an occasional computer class. The center allows me to leave my business cards at the desk and they re...

I walk into Meredith’s bookstore expecting another afternoon of cleaning, pricing and stocking instead I find Meredith and Tina sitting behind the counter. Neither notices me when I walk in. I have a moment to watch them. Meredith is older, her face more mature and her body more womanly. Tina is losing her baby fat, her face becoming that of a woman. She has matured in other ways, her clothes are nicer now, she has become...

VENTANA MEANS WINDOW   Robin sipped her drink on the patio, and looked out over the steep hills descending to the Pacific Ocean. Big Sur really is magic, she thought. It was the Golden Hour at Ventana. The sun was sinking in the ocean, the lavender blooms were waving in the field, and   her husband was dozing behind her in the deep covers of their hotel bed, after making love to her twice since they had checked in that af...

“David, go to the bathroom and get the cream. Change in to your pyjamas as well. I need to talk to your Mother.” David could tell how annoyed I was and walked off. I quickly threw my clothes back on, knocked and immediately opened the bedroom door and switched the light on. There was a gasp and it took a few seconds for the buzzing to stop. “I said straight to sleep Betty didn’t I?” I snapped. I could see the anxiety in B...

I don’t remember ever desiring someone like I desire you, I’ve searched my busy mind for a memory which I thought bound to exist but I can’t find it, can’t find someone in my past or present that brings as much understanding to the word “crave”.  Does it mean I love you? I don’t think so, but we do have an understanding, a something between us that has a mutuality that I’ve craved for so long. Are you going to finally sat...