Paul thoroughly enjoyed his extramarital affair with Stacy, but the guilt had begun to affect him. He also feared being caught. The last thing that he wanted was a divorce, since it would mean eternal damnation according to his belief system.

Nevertheless, he couldn’t bring himself to end his relationship with the single mom. Not only was she absolutely delightful in bed, but she also seemed to understand and respect him more than his own wife did. It was a terrible dilemma for the exterminator. He wanted to stay married and avoid getting caught, but he also wanted his mistress. He couldn’t give either of them up. (more…)

The idea of a teenage slumber party where gorgeous pubescent girls and guys all sleep semi-naked in a room together is something most of us would walk a million miles for. I was lucky enough to find myself at one accidentally.

I was 17 at the time and in my first year of a diploma course. My college friend Dan, whom I had recently met, had rented for the first time a place of his own. It was a fairly dingy garden-flat with just the one room containing a double bed and a kitchenette, and a bathroom. But it was all his. He was very excited and celebrated with a house-warming party. He and his gorgeous girlfriend Sara invited myself, Natalie, Lisa and Emily (all of whom were friends of Dan’s) to the pokey little flat for a Friday night drinking session. (more…)

Those were bachelor days when I had just got into a job in an industry located outskirts of chennai. I was looking for a suitable house to move in and was disappointed with the surroundings around my factory. On a suggestion from a friend of mine I started looking in a small suburb around 5 kms away from the factory. Although there were many desirable houses in there and empty too, being a bachelor I was not very welcome. Spending a whole of a sunny sunday looking for a house, I was at the end of my patience when I spotted a to-let sign on a small but neat house. I walked in and pressed the bell and the door was opened by a housemaid. I was made to sit in the sitting room and the maid left saying she would call the ‘maim sahab’. The room was neat and furnished and a series of photos decorated the walls. I could see an old family photo with an army officer, wife and two kids, one large photo of the army officer but with garland indicating the person had died. I could make out that the lady of the house was an army officer’s wife and probably a widow. There were photographs showing daughters wedding and son’s decoration of an army officer, etc.. (more…)

Josh carried Jessica through the door of his apartment and into his bedroom, and threw her onto the bed, being none too careful about it.

“Hey, watch it!” She cried, but he barely heard her. He locked the door behind them and drew his gaze upon his drop-dead gorgeous girlfriend sitting on the bed. They’d just gotten back from the clinic, where the body swap had occurred. Thanks to Josh’s carelessness, his body was full of hormones that Jessica, its current owner, had no experience controlling. She’d been fucked while they were still at the clinic, and now, it seemed he planned on continuing the fuckfest back home. (more…)

Puberty hit me hard towards the end of eighth grade. I had to deal with some pretty bad acne and being physically bigger than all the other kids. I also took notice that my penis became considerably longer and thicker. I would tug on it and it would grow more. The briefs I wore were extremely tight and I measured myself at a limp 5 inches and a hard 6 Ѕ inches. I was too embarrassed to ask my conservative mother any questions, so I chose not to wear underwear underneath my pants. (more…)

My hubby started sharing me about 8 years ago. We often fantasized about me fucking someone else while we were fucking and I would tell him how I would fuck them and suck them off. We were friends with this one couple, Billy and Liloni and we would go to each others homes to play cards, listen to music and would dance some too. We would go out to a night club once in a while and dance also. (more…)

There’s nothing worse than getting sick at university. Especially when you’re living in shared student Halls of Accommodation. Students tend to make a lot of noise, which is fine when you’re making it too. But when you’re sick and laid up in bed, its the last thing you want to hear. Loud rock music, sudden shrieks of laughter -suddenly your bedroom back home seems inviting, with your Mom fussing around and taking too much care of you. This is how I was feeling one morning a few years ago, laid up sick in my private dorm room, during the first semester of my fresher year at Thames University. (more…)

Adam and June pulled up in front of an old mansion and gazed in awe at it’s quaintness, yet splendor. It was simple, yet completely elegant. They walked up the steps, Adam bending over to kiss the small pouch of his new wife’s belly. June ran her finger along the “L” above the doorbell and waited for someone to answer. (more…)

June backed up and gave her subject one last look to ensure perfection. She worked as a make up artist for Furr-Green Funeral Home. As she looked at the elderly lady she wondered of the life the woman had lived. (more…)

Every boy has had a thing for a teacher. It’s a part of growing up. High School is, after all, where we spend most of our developing years. We start noticing breasts and other curves. I was in highschool then. There was this hag of a woman that the whole class used to hate. She was in her mid thirties, tall and very skinny - not much to look at. (more…)