Being a 36 years old single mom has meant that I have gone a long time without sex as I was concentrating on raising the sunshine of my life, my only son. We have always been very close as it has been just the two of us – no boyfriends, no husbands. Only a mother
Chuck and Anne have been married a long time, but they haven’t been intimate for 10 years now. I am coaching Chuck to see if the marriage can be saved. He loves her obviously or he wouldn’t have stayed this long in a celibate relationship. He has reached that point though where he is losing
I hurried down the hall. I couldn’t believe I’d almost forgotten to stop by Ms. Thorn’s class after school. My f****y was vacationing for the next week and my cousin had asked me to swing by and grab her work from Ms. Thorn, as she hadn’t had it ready for her earlier in the day.
I’m not ever going in chronological order with any of my stories that are true or partially true. Everybodies over 18 by a damn sight. I had some experiences in my youth playing with guys, but I considered myself only slightly bi, and even then only secretly. My most successful sexual relationship with a female
It was a normal Saturday evening. My mom at work and my sister watching TV. Sometimes I’d watch it with her just like today. I walked into her room and sat on the bed next to her. She was wearing a light blouse with no bra. Her beautiful breasts were very visible. She leaned on
My story pretty much different but hot. I was told to sleep with my aunty and his husband and help them babysit their kids. I always liked my uncle and wishes to suck his cock. The other day I took out my iPhone and out on airplane mode and place it in the bathroom, I
Towards the end of each time we fucked, Brie had a habit of clutching my neck. Her face, too. She was a physical person; she did stuff with her head. Suddenly I might feel her nose bearing down on my adam’s apple, so maybe she was just didn’t know what to do. She was a
The way she walked around the house with such little clothes on, made me loose my mind. Was she teasing me? Or maybe she didn’t notice she was doing it. I don’t know, but the way her small waist, and her perky butt shifted as she walked, made me think about the things I would
I woke up, groggy, in a world of bright lights and fuzzy shapes. I couldn’t move properly, my arms slopping about like sticks. I turned my head, trying to focus on the world, but it just slumped to the side. ‘Good, you’re awake,’ Came a sultry voice. I heard loud clicking and out of the
A Hero’s death need not always be literally. As the old saying goes, you either die the hero or live long enough to see yourself become a villian. But in doing so a Hero is dead anyways. Gone are the morals and the justice. No longer are they a role model for the youngsters. Often
