Metamorphosis
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I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Harvey, my husband of six years was on our patio with his friend Gary. They’d just finished playing golf and were having a drink under the shade of our umbrella. I’d been working on my flower beds, and I was currently no more than a couple of feet from the corner of the house. The patio was just around the corner.
I heard Gary ask Harvey, “I didn’t want to ask in front of the other guys, but have you had any luck getting Jill to loosen up yet?”
“Nah” my husband answered with a sigh, “I keep throwing out little hints, but she just lets them fly by. I don’t know if she doesn’t understand, or if she’s just intentionally ignoring them.”
Hints? Loosening up? What hints? Loosening up how? What the fuck were they talking about?
“Sorry, buddy. I’m lucky. I didn’t even have to say anything to Sharon. When our sex life started slowing down, she took matters into her own hands.”
“That’s, awesome.” Harvey replied. “Our sex life is on life support. I hope you don’t mind me saying so, but Sharon is hot as fuck.”
Sharon? Hot as fuck? I’d known Sharon since she and Gary got married. She was about as sexy as a lobster. She was overweight; she had no sense of fashion, and she snorted when she laughed. What the hell was ‘hot as fuck’ about that?
“Mind?” Gary asked with a chuckle, “Hell, knowing other guys think she’s hot and want to fuck her just makes it even better. We talk about it, and those conversations always end with us having incredible sex.”
Sharon? Other guys think she’s hot and want to fuck her? Who are those ‘other guys’?
My husband chuckled, “Well, ole buddy, you can put my name on that list.”
What? Harvey? My husband thinks Sharon is hot and wants to fuck her? No way!
I was still fuming when Harvey came in after his shower. I was sitting in the den having a Martini.
“What’s for supper?” He asked me, obviously oblivious to my sour mood.
“I’ve been working in the yard all day while you were out playing. I’m having a drink now. Is that okay?”
He stopped in his tracks and held up his hands in surrender, “Whoa! What’s got your panties in a wad? I just asked what’s for supper.”
“I’m not hungry. You know where the kitchen is, don’t you?”
My husband had never learned not to push me when I was in a bad mood. He walked over to the bar and poured himself three fingers of Scotch. After adding two ice cubes, he swirled it around and sat in his recliner. “Okay, I give. What did I do now?”
I pointed to his drink, “Pour me one of those and I might tell you.”
He hadn’t taken a drink, so he got up and handed me his glass. He took my empty Martini glass and returned to the bar to pour himself another. I waited until he was sitting again, “So, you want to fuck Sharon Mason, huh?”
He looked like I’d just nailed his cock to the floor. I could almost hear the gears turning in his brain. When it looked like he was just about to speak, I drove in another nail, “She’s hot as fuck! Add your name to the list of men who want to fuck her! Am I misquoting you? Did I misunderstand? Go ahead. I can’t wait for you to explain it to me.”
“Okay” He finally said, “I guess this is as good of a time as any to have this conversation.”
“I’m listening.” I scowled at him with flames shooting out of my eyes.
I’ll give credit where it’s due. My husband is an Alpha Male and a lawyer—a damn good lawyer. That fact was evidenced by the income he generated. He was not accustomed to losing, and for sure, not backing down from a fight.
“First, Sharon IS hot—not like you though. She doesn’t have your looks or body, but sexy is as sexy does, and she’s got it all over you in that department. Secondly, the wanting to fuck her part; when a man says that or something similar to another man about his wife or girlfriend, it’s metaphorical. It’s the ultimate compliment. It doesn’t mean they literally WANT to fuck her.”
I didn’t relax my scowl as I let his explanation soak in. I still hadn’t decided how to respond, so I threw back the remainder of my drink and went to the bar for another.
While my back was turned to him, I pulled the ‘sexy is as sexy does, and she’s got it all over you in that department’ dagger out of my heart. If it had been a real dagger, I may have turned around and stabbed him with it.
I stayed at the bar with my back to him. “Sexy is as sexy does, huh? What does Sharon Mason do that is so sexy?”
“For one thing, at least when you and the other snooty wives aren’t around, she’s not opposed to sharing a dirty joke now and then.”
“ME and the other SNOOTY wives?” I asked him with as much venom in my voice as I could muster.
“You asked.” He said as he got to his feet. He walked around to the other side of our small bar to pour himself another drink.
I didn’t want to look at him, especially not from that close. I was tempted to throw my drink in his face, so I turned around and walked over to the picture window and stared out. “So, that’s what she does. She tells dirty jokes. I didn’t realize that was the definition of being sexy.”
And then my husband threw me a curve ball. I expected him to give me a list of what else Sharon does to be considered ‘hot as fuck’, but he didn’t. Instead, he asked me, “Jill, are you happy with our sex life?”
I tried my best to explain, “Our lives are ... we’ve been...” I almost said that other things have taken priority, but I knew how bad that would have sounded. Finally, I bowed my head, “No.”
In a much kinder, more compassionate voice, my husband said, “Maybe you should talk to Sharon.”
I could only nod as tears began running down my cheeks.
In bed that night, long after Harvey had fallen asleep, I thought back over the last year. How many times had he presented me with flowers for no reason? How many times had I gone to bed, only to find a nice new piece of jewelry on my pillow? How many times had he suggested having a date night and encouraged me to go out and buy a new dress or outfit? The answer to all those questions was the same, many, many times.
I’d never equated those things with sex, only love. How many times had I pined all day for him to come home from work so that I could jump his bones and fuck him silly? Honestly, not in two or three years.
How many times had I woken him up on Saturday or Sunday morning with a blowjob? I couldn’t remember the last time. How many times had I dressed sexy for him? Hell, I didn’t even have anything like that left in my closet. For too long, I’d played the part of the prim and proper little wife.
I did stay in shape though. I worked out in our home gym three times a week. I ate healthy food. I swam, jogged, and power-walked miles at a time. Why did I do all of that? Was it to impress him? Was it to make him desire me? No, it wasn’t any of those things. It was so his friends and business associates would see that he had a classy, beautiful wife—so they would see me as classy and proper—not sexy.
Damn! I said to myself. I hadn’t done anything for him—absolutely nothing to make myself more desirable to him, to make him want to have sex with me.
It was difficult for me to admit, even to myself, but I’d turned on ‘classy’ and turned off ‘sexy’. I finally fell asleep, but not before a question burned itself into my brain: Those two things, classy and sexy, are they mutually exclusive?
“Would you like a drink?” I asked Sharon Mason when showing her into our den.
She laughed out loud, “For the conversation we’re about to have? Absolutely!”
I had to agree, “I’m sorry, I don’t remember what you prefer.”
“Anything is fine. Whatever you’re having.”
“Scotch on the rocks?” I asked her.
“Perfect.” And then she jumped right in, “So, Gary filled me in, sort of.”
I decided to lay it all on the line. This was important to me, and important to my marriage. “I overheard a conversation between our husbands that I wasn’t supposed to hear. According to them, you are ‘hot as fuck and all the husbands want to fuck you, including my husband’. According to Harvey, our sex life is ‘on life support’.”
“Well, is it—on life support, I mean?”
“I didn’t think so before, but yes, I guess it is.” I answered truthfully.
“Okay then, we have a starting point.” She told me as I handed her a Scotch. “Now, let’s start with some basic facts: First, Harvey is a great catch, at least looking from the outside in. Secondly, you are a beautiful woman, and even though you try your best to hide it, you have a very sexy body.”
“If you say so.” I said, more than a little embarrassed about the praise of my looks. But then again, Harvey had said exactly the same thing, so maybe that’s how others saw me.
“I only have one more question before we get into specifics.”
“Okay,” I told her.
She looked me straight in the eyes, “Are we doing this for Harvey or for you?”
“I want to save my marriage.” I answered.
She was still staring at me, and then she shook her head slightly, “Jill, I know all women aren’t like me. I don’t just like sex, I LOVE IT. I can’t imagine going two weeks without it. I do what I do for me—not for Gary.”
I thought about her words for a minute before telling her, “When we were dating, and for the first couple of years of marriage, our sex life was fantastic. And then...” I showed her a shrug. “I don’t know what happened.”
“You became domesticated. That’s what happened.” She said definitively.
“Both!” I answered her previous question.
“What?”
“It’s for both of us ... me too.”
She showed me a warm smile, “Alrighty then. Now we can get started.”
“Would you be a doll and bring me a Martini?” I asked my husband. I’d timed things just right, jumping into the pool just as he was pulling into the garage. I was totally naked.
“Yes Ma’am”, he said with a huge smile on his face.
When he emerged from the house with my drink in a plastic glass, and while handing it to me, he asked, “How does it feel?”
I took a sip of the Martini and grinned up at him, “Sexy.” I told him truthfully. “Why don’t you join me?”
He frowned, “I’d love to, but I have some calls I need to make. Can I have a rain check?”
“Of course,” I said, trying to hide the disappointment in my voice.
He nodded and then turned to go back into the house. And then he stopped in his tracks. I watched as he tossed his cell phone onto one of the lounge chairs. And then he began removing his tie, then his shirt, and then he kicked of his shoes. When he was totally naked, he turned to me and said, “Those calls can wait. I’m going to fix myself a drink. I’ll be right back.”
We’d owned our home for three years, but that was the first time either of us had been naked in the pool. And for sure, it was the first time we had sex in the pool. I made a mental note to remember to thank Sharon.
I sat back in a lounge chair and sipped my second Martini while watching Harvey cooking pork chops on the outdoor grill. He always looked so distinguished, with his broad shoulders on his solid six-foot two inch frame. He had salt and pepper hair, with just the right mixture of salt, mostly above his ears. But now, he looked deliciously silly. He was naked underneath his cooking apron, his shapely butt sticking out of the back.
I’d thrown on a light shrug that covered my shoulders and upper arms, but I’d made sure not to cover my breasts or legs. It wasn’t like he hadn’t seen me naked thousands of times, but this was different. He hadn’t seen me naked outside. Hell, I’d never even walked around our house naked. At the very least, I’d always had on a robe.
Every couple of minutes, he abandoned the pork chops on the grill to come over and lean down, giving me a tender kiss and running his hand from my knee to my crotch. And then he’d straighten up and smile down at me. “You’re beautiful and sexy today.”
I made a mental note of his saying ‘today’. My lawyer husband didn’t use words carelessly. I understood his use of that qualifier to mean, ‘now that you’re loosening up a little’. Who would have thought that an act as simple as skinny-dipping would elicit such a profound response?
We both went to bed nude that night, another first for us. I had him lay back, and then I kissed my way down to his semi hard cock. After licking and sucking him to full hardness, I straddled him and lowered my already wet pussy down onto him. I found it sad that I couldn’t remember the last time I’d had my mouth on his cock.
I wasn’t accustomed to talking about sex, but I found it easier with Sharon. When I called her and told her about the previous evening and night, she was thrilled for me.
“God, Jill, that’s wonderful.” She said into the phone. “And you haven’t really even gotten started yet. I’m envious of all the fun you’re going to have.”
“Why?” I asked her, “You’re way ahead of me in that department. Why would you be envious of me?”
She chuckled, “Because, Jill, it’s new to you. There are so many things you can do, and they’ll all be new. It takes me hours and hours to keep coming up with new things to do. It’s worth it though ... WAY worth it.”
I understood, “I’ll keep you posted. I may need some new ideas when I’ve exhausted this list.”
“Maybe we’re going to have to start having regular lunches to put our heads together.”
For some reason, that idea made me laugh. Before overhearing the conversation between Harvey and Gary, I never would have dreamed I’d be talking about sex with anyone, and surely not actually meeting to plan sexual situations with someone.
I was more than a little nervous. I hadn’t been out by myself at night for years. It was Friday and still fairly early, so the night club was only sparsely populated with couples and a few single men. It was a nice enough place though—one that Sharon had recommended. I sat in a booth in the dimly lit back of the club and ordered a Scotch on the rocks.
At eight p.m. the band started. They were a country band, but they played some rock and roll as well.
“Would you like to dance?” A rather handsome man asked me with a wide smile.
He appeared to be in his early forties. I returned his smile and told him, “I just got here. If you give me half an hour or so and ask me again, the answer will be yes.”
He nodded, tipped his imaginary hat and said, “I’ll be waiting with bells on.”
“Whew!” I said aloud in a low voice. And then I whispered, “Okay, Jill, that wasn’t so bad. You can do this.”
That man asking me to dance was confirmation that I’d chosen my new outfit well. I’d purchased a pair of western boots, snug blue jeans, western belt, a light blue push-up bra with half cups, and a light blue tank top that was cut low enough to show plenty of cleavage and was long enough to tuck in. While my C cup breasts didn’t really need a push-up bra, I’d worn it for the extra effect. I loved the way it made my breasts bulge from the half cups.
Even though the growing crowd wasn’t young by any means, for some reason I felt old. I was only thirty-two, but I hadn’t been out like this in years. They all just looked so relaxed, shaking hands with other patrons, and waving to others.
“I’m sorry.” I said to the next man that asked me to dance. “I’m not quite ready yet, and I’ve already promised the first one. I hope you’ll ask me again later.”
I glanced at my watch. Harvey would have been home for over an hour. He would have already read my note. It said:
“Hi lover. I felt like going out tonight. If you care to come out, I’ll be at the club ‘Borrowed Money’ on Central Expressway. You don’t have to come, and if you do, you don’t need to hurry. I’ll just be having a drink and dancing with strange men. Take a shower, dress casually, and leave your wedding ring at home. I did. Oh, and if you decide to come out dancing, don’t arrive before nine. And if you have any ideas about trying to pick me up, you’ll have to get in line and work for it. Someone will, and who knows, I might just pick you. Smooch!”
Of course, Sharon and I had worked on the wording for over an hour. When we had it nailed, we clinked our glasses together and laughed out loud for a long while.
I’d just ordered my second Scotch when the first man showed back up at my table. The song was a slow one. I offered him my hand, and he helped me to my feet. “I’m David.” He told me when I was standing.
I told him my name was Jill, and a few seconds later, I was polishing his belt buckle on the dance floor. He was a good dancer, about the same height as Harvey. I’m only five-eight, so I had to reach up to put my one hand on his shoulder.
When the song was over, I glanced around, but I didn’t see Harvey. That was a good thing. It wasn’t nine yet, so if he was coming, he was following my instructions. Of course, I knew he would come.
I had no sooner thanked David for the dance and sat down before the second man was there with his hand out. He was a little younger, perhaps mid thirties. The song was a lively two-step, which I hadn’t done in years, although it had always been my favorite dance.
I was lucky twice in a row. Jeremy was a great dancer as well—way out of my league, but he didn’t seem to mind toning it down to my level. “I haven’t seen you in here before.” He said immediately after spinning me around and then hauling me back in.
I showed him a smile and held up my left hand. He could clearly see the pale ring around my finger where a wedding ring had been. “Sorry.” He offered.
“Thanks, but I’m over it, or at least I’m working on getting that way.”
He grinned, “There’s nothing like a good dose of alcohol and some boot scootin to make your troubles go away.”
“And a handsome, virile cowboy to dance with.” I told him with my best imitation of a sexy, flirting tone.
When the song ended, even before we were off of the dance floor, I saw David already heading to my table. I didn’t have anything against him, but I liked Jeremy better. I turned and put my hand on Jeremy’s chest, “Why don’t we wait and see what they play next?”
He beamed with a wide smile, “I’d love that.”
While waiting on the dance floor to empty and the next song to start, I reached up and slid my hands around Jeremy’s neck. “God! I haven’t done this in forever.”
He slid his hands around my waist, “Then I’m glad you decided to come out tonight. And I’m glad I did too. Please don’t think I’m being too forward, but your ex is an idiot to let a sexy woman like you get away.”
I chuckled, “Why, thank you, kind sir. You could have said ‘fucking idiot’. I wouldn’t have minded.”
The next song was a slow one. It was obvious within seconds that my flirting was having the desired effect. Jeremy pulled me tightly to his five-ten slender body until my breasts were smashed into him. A minute into the song, one of his hands slid from my waist down to my butt. He didn’t knead it or grip it. He just rested his hand there.
I didn’t look around the club. I didn’t want to know if Harvey was there and watching, but I hoped he was. That was, after all, the whole point. I wanted him to watch his sexy wife flirting and being flirted with. I wanted his blood to boil with jealousy and lust.
When it was time, Jeremy escorted me back to my table with his arm around my shoulders. “I’ll let you rest for a minute or two, but not for too long.” He said with a chuckle.
When I finally scanned the club, I saw Harvey sitting at the bar. I glanced at my watch and saw that it was five after nine. He’d been right on time. Even though he was facing away from the dance floor, it was obvious he could clearly see it in the large mirror behind the bar. He was obviously playing along with the game, not sitting there overtly watching me, but biding his time to see what was going to happen.
Over the next hour, I danced with David again, Jeremy several times, and two other men. Jeremy was the only one who took liberties. Every slow song, he planted his hand firmly on my ass, but he’d moved past just resting his hand there. Instead, he kneaded my flesh through my jeans. I have to admit to it turning me on more than a little.
The last time Jeremy escorted me to my table, he asked, “Jill, may I join you at your table?”
I showed him a friendly smile, “Not tonight. It’s my first time out in a very long time, and I’m enjoying all the attention. I hope you’ll still dance with me some more though.”
He took the rejection graciously. “Of course.”
The band took a break, and the jukebox was fired up. A slow song came on that Harvey and I had danced to many times when we were dating. Sure enough, I watched him slowly make his way through the other patrons to my table.
“Would you like to dance, Ma’am?”
“Yes I would.” And I offered him my hand.
When we got to the dance floor and began dancing, he said, “I’m Harvey.”
“Jill” I said, showing him a friendly smile.
“It’s nice to meet you, Jill. I’ve been watching you from afar for a while now.”
“Oh? Why are you just now asking me to dance?”
“It looked like you were getting pretty tight with that lanky cowboy, and I didn’t want to cramp your style.”
I giggled, “Jeremy is sweet, and a fantastic dancer. He wanted to join me at my table, but I told him it was my first night of freedom after being dumped by my asshole husband, so I wanted to play the field.”
“Sorry to say this, but your husband must have been a lot more than an asshole to dump a beautiful, sexy woman like you.”
“Thank you. That’s exactly what Jeremy said.”
“Well, I won’t ask to join you at your table, but I would consider it an honor if you’ll let me buy you a drink.”
“Why, thank you. Scotch, if you please.” I said with a big smile.
When Harvey escorted me back to my table, I placed my hand on his chest and smiled up at him, “Don’t be a stranger.”
He smiled back at me, “Trust me, I won’t.”
After that, I knew Harvey was all in. If he hadn’t been enjoying the game, he would have let me know, even if only with a look or a tone. Quite the contrary, he seemed to be really into it. I’m sure part of him was curious how far I’d take it. I was curious about that too, but the alcohol was helping me feel sexy and naughty, and I loved it. I hadn’t had so much fun in years.
I could tell Jeremy was starting to feel his oats. During the last dance, his hands were really roaming over my back, sides, and ass. When he escorted me to my table, he said, “I have an overwhelming urge to kiss you.”
I smiled at him, “So, are you waiting on a written invitation?”
Hearing that, he immediately drew me to him and kissed me. But when he tried to make it a French kiss, I pulled my head back and put my hand on his chest, pushing him away. “Whoa, cowboy. Let’s keep it friendly.”
He appeared to be really embarrassed. The next time I saw him, he was heading for the exit.
With Jeremy not taking up so many of my dances, Harvey and two other men filled the void. I almost laughed when, during a slow song, I slithered into Harvey enough to feel his semi erect cock between us. I pulled my head off his shoulder enough to tilt my head and grin at him with a raised eyebrow. He just grinned back at me.
When that song was over, Harvey asked me, “Are you ready for another drink?”
I showed him a naughty grin, “Only if you deliver it yourself and bring your own drink with you.”
He nodded and hurried to the bar. When he returned, I scooted over next to the wall and patted the seat beside me. When he slid into the booth, I immediately put my hand on his thigh.
He shot me a look. “What?” I asked him.
He grinned, “If I didn’t know better, I’d swear you’re trying to seduce me.”
“No, I’m not. If I was trying to seduce you, I’d do this.” And I moved my hand up until it was resting on his crotch.”
While my hand was still there, Harvey said, “I’d try to kiss you, but I saw what happened to the last guy who tried that.”
“He’d had one too many.” I told him. “You haven’t had one too many, have you?” I asked him, tightening my grip on his crotch. I could clearly feel his cock beginning to grow.
He chuckled, “No, not yet.”
I released his crotch, “Okay then.” And I repeated what I said to Jeremy, “Are you waiting on a written invitation?”
A half second later, Harvey was kissing me passionately. “Whew!” I said when we broke our kiss, and I wasn’t kidding. I couldn’t remember the last time he kissed me like that. I could feel the wetness in my pussy. “I think we should go somewhere more private and continue that?”
He chuckled, “My car has a big back seat.”
I knotted my brows, “Does it have room service?”
“No, but there’s a nice hotel up the street that does.”
“Much better. Let’s go.”
“Aren’t you going to finish your drink?”
“I can wait for room service.” I told him.
As we were walking out, he stopped me. “Aren’t you forgetting something?”
“What?”
“There were two men dancing with you all night. Shouldn’t you at least say thank you?”
When I saw the sly grin on his face, I cocked a brow, “Oh? How good of a ‘thank you’ do you think they deserve?”
“Were they nice? Were they gentlemen? Did they treat you with respect?”
“Yes.”
“Then the ‘thank you’ should be reflective of that.”
I stared at him for a long time, but his daring expression didn’t change. “Okay” I told him, “I’ll go thank them properly.”
Wow! Harvey WAS really getting into the game. Okay then, I’ll play. I walked up to the first man. When he saw me coming, he stood up. “Hi, I’m getting out of here.” I said, tilting my head toward Harvey. “But I couldn’t leave without giving you a proper thank you for dancing with me so many times.”
He smiled, “It was my pleasure.”
“And this is going to be my pleasure.” That said, I put my arms around his neck and gave him a very passionate kiss. When I pulled my lips away from his, I purred, “Thanks again.”
“Any time,” He said with a wide smile on his face.
I had to walk right past Harvey to get to the other man. On the way by him, I shot him a “that’ll teach you to dare me” look. But damn him, he still had that same challenging grin.
Before I got to the second man, I was determined to wipe that expression off of Harvey’s face. He saw me coming too, and I’m sure he’d seen me kiss the other man. “I just want to say thank you for all the dances.”
He was a much larger, very muscular man, and he was ruggedly handsome.
He chuckled, “Do I get the same kind of thank you the other guy got?”
“If that’s what you want.”
“What’s your husband going to say?”
“My husband?” I asked, confused.
The man grinned at me, “Lady, I wasn’t born yesterday. A lot of husbands and wives play the game you’re playing. I made him for your husband the first time the two of you danced.”
“Okay, you’re right. So are you going to play along or not?”
“It will be my pleasure.” And with that, he put his hand behind my head and drew me in for a very long, very passionate kiss. During our kiss, his other hand went to my ass and groped it. His hand that was behind my head slid down and began kneading my breast.
Holy shit! That was one hot, hot, hot kiss. Even after he finally broke that kiss, he didn’t release my breast. Instead, he spun me around so that Harvey could see where his hand was. And then he released my breast and slapped me hard on the ass. “Have fun tonight!”
None of what had just happened seemed to affect Harvey in the least. When we walked by that man on the way out, the man winked at us.
“What was all the conversation about?” Harvey asked me when we were outside.
“He knew you are my husband. He said he figured it out early on, so he played along. I’m sorry. I didn’t know he was going to do all that.”
“Did it hurt you?”
“No” I answered, but I thought to myself, what a question.
“Then if there’s no harm, there’s no foul. It all comes with playing games like that. Half the fun is not knowing what’s going to happen.”
“Harvey?”
“Yes?”
“You need to take me somewhere and fuck me now.”
“Yes, Ma’am!”
“Holy shit!” I panted when Harvey rolled off of me for the third time. When I could, I glanced at the clock. It was after four a.m., and we’d been fucking for hours.
Harvey went to the wet bar and took out two small bottles of Scotch. He poured them into two glasses, added ice, and then handed me one. Before getting back into bed, he picked up the phone and asked the concierge to send him up a pack of Marlboro Lights.
When he hung up the phone, I scolded him, “You haven’t smoked in three years. What are you doing?”
“I haven’t fucked like that in three years either. I want a cigarette. Don’t give me a hard time about it, please.”
“Yes, sir.”
Later, after Harvey put out his cigarette and we were fading off, I teased my fingers through the hair on his chest and asked him, “What did you like best about tonight?”
“Last night.” He corrected me.
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Index: https://xhamster.com/posts/957456Chapter 11Getting the act together.After an early dinner at the local Chinees restaurant, Chris went to his cabin via the backstreets of town. The main street was completely full with tourists and locals who enjoyed the music festival.Chris took a cold shower, then dressed in a pair of black cargo pants and a white islander polo shirt. On the inside of the collar, it had the colors of the island flag. He pinned the special pin on it as well. The shirt was...
I was just puttering around the house on my day off when there was a knock on the door. I wasn't expecting anyone so I slipped a shirt on and went to see who was disturbing my peace. A little about myself – I'm a 32 year old widower, no k**s. My wife died in an accident almost a year ago and I really hadn't been up to putting myself “back on the market,” so to speak. I stand 6-foot-5 and tip the scales at just more than 230. I'm in pretty good shape, not muscle-bound, but toned.I opened the...
“A suggestion of a trapdoor waiting under every word.” —Emily St. John Mandel, Station Eleven EM WAS THERE to pick me up after my rehearsal Monday afternoon. Pey was in the car and the three of us went to Red Robin for dinner. It was still pretty early for normal dinner, but Em was joining me for my study date with Beca and we wanted to spend time with Pey, too. After we’d joked our way through huge salads, we dropped Pey off at home and went to Beca’s house. Beca’s mother, Jamie Brown,...
I just turned 16 and my parents strongly encouraged me to find a job. I say “strongly encouraged” because they were cutting off my allowance now that I was old enough to work. Fair enough.I checked the want ads in the local paper and didn’t see anything that sounded remotely interesting. This was going to be harder than I thought. But then on Monday, I went to PE class and saw a help wanted ad on the locker room bulletin board. A new local health club was opening and needed a lifeguard for...
MILFGot a match? A brunette doing laundry asked her blonde friend to help her find a match for her sock. The blonde replied, “What for? Are you going to set it on fire?” ✧ ✧ ✧ TEE SHIRTS MOTTOS If I’m ever on life support, unplug me then plug me back in. See if that works. You know that little thing inside your head that keeps you from saying things you shouldn’t? Yeah, I don’t have one of those. Life is short. Smile while you still have teeth. You know you’re getting old when you can’t...
Grabbing his cock in her hand she began to lick it feverishly as if she couldn't get enough of his hard member. Letting her lips smack against the head of his cock, as she inserted it in her mouth that was hot and wet just like her pussy. She looked up at him as she knelt there on the floor, his pants pulled down to his knees and he had the look of full bliss of the sensation of her mouth on his cock. He ran his fingers through her hair dark hair, keeping it away from her face so he could watch...
Straight Sexi love men’s feet! i’m over 35 & i’ve turned into a dirty sock sniffer. i don’t know how it escalated to this level. i’ve stolen friends dirty socks, never got caught! i’ve become so brazen that now after i sl**p with some one i ask them for something to remember them by, an article of clothing,their socks, to their reply,they’re probably stinky.Then i think to myself, God I Hope So!
Tina’s apartment was a converted garage loft out back of a large house on Franklin Mountain. It had begun life as a small barn but then the farm had been sold and the new owners converted it to an apartment upstairs and a garage downstairs. It was only ten minutes from her new job, and an hour away from her family, which was perfectly fine with Tina. She loved her family dearly, but she wanted to be on her own. Tina walked into her apartment to find a visitor already there. She smiled as she...
To start off with, there is a milf that lives across the street and 6 houses down from me. I have never really paid much attention to her, because one, I don't see her that often, and she lives on the other side of the block, so I am never really by her house. The only way I would ever see her, is if I was out in my front yard when she picked her k** up from my neighbors house. My neighbor watches a couple of the neighborhood k**s while their moms/dads are at work. One day, I was outside and I...
the first week out of the closet , having told mom after moving outmy uncle started coming to my appart and fuck mehe just knock around midnight at my door, i was in my pijama watching netflix''uncke what you doing here''him getting inside closing the door''coming to see my sexy boy''''ive been so hard since your mom told the wife you like cock''he pushed me down his fucking big man 8 cock out and i slide in my mouth in a split second , both his hands on my head helping me savour how big he...
I finally managed to squirm out of the pile and as I started to roll off the bed I was stopped by the body of my girlfriend, Kendra. She looked down at me and smiled, telling me good morning as she kissed me. Still trying to wake up completely I felt her raise my leg, pressing her body against my back. I gasped as I felt her enter me from behind, her hard cock sliding easily into my abused hole. Gently she pushed until she was fully seated inside me, then she began rocking her hips back and...
These are compliments of Mario M. A young fellow got hired by a logging company. He gets out to the ass end of the woods and is in the worst possible logging camp in the world. Surprisingly, everybody is happy to be there. The foreman tells him about the wonderful food and the great medical care and the satellite television and free phone calls. “Best of all, if you ever get horny, see that barrel over there?” he said pointing to a barrel near the bunkhouse. “Yeah,” says the new...
I woke up after a short sleep of an hour or so. My head had moved from its resting place against her big soft breasts and was now against her tummy. Mrs K was stroking my face; it felt good. Better still was my memory homing in on what had happened. "Hello sleepyhead, looks like I wore you out," Hazel said, laughing, and then smiling broadly. "Hello my beautiful lady," I replied. I wriggled up her body and we shared a deep kiss. Then I gently nibbled her ear-lobes, kissed her...
The story you are about to read is true. I met Angel on the Internet through one of the swinger personal sites. The first part of our story begins with our e-mails to each other that began hot and finished hotter. This is our Friday night adventure. The reality was even better as you will soon discover. This has been co-written by Angel and myself.The Reality - Friday NightAfter rushing through Tokyo station and arriving at the “Silver Bell” meeting place I did not at first see her. When I...
Disclaimer: This story of hot sexy cum is completely fictional and a creation of my imagination. Any similarity to anyone alive or dead is purely coincidental. If the story made you hard or wet and your horny head is aching for more parts, please support me with valuable feedback for this story of . Women from Mangalore, Bangalore looking for erotic virtual or real fun and spicing up your life can ping me too at . -Dev Amy was holding the erect penis of a stranger in a theater while her best...
I looked up at Preacher when he slammed the folders down and waited for him to explain. "Harry, sometimes I think I shouldn't be in command. I just perused through his jacket as I walked down the hall and guess what I found in the middle? His team has only been with him for two weeks. They just completed their training at Bragg. They all served together in Desert Storm as Rangers though. Johnston was an REMF in Saigon and he has to have met JJ at least a dozen times. According to the...
CHAPTER TWO: RE-EDIT People at the home health office began to notice the same kind of changes going on with Momma that I first noticed when she told me about Johnny. Even though she was always fun to be around, they knew the torment that my father had put her through. They knew the divorce was imminent, (all of them hoping she would rape and pillage the miserable prick, but the only thing she wanted was the house, that's it, Daddy could stick the rest in his ass) but this new serene...
As ms nene came home she told me,"my pussy & my ass need to be cleaned,i kneel before her,her body smell of sex,lick me clean.she opend her legs,cum has dryed on her legs,her pussy was coverd in dryed cum.Look at me bitch what do you see?I see ms nene's ass and pussy need to be cleaned,I see i need to lick your asshole.as i lick her pussy she grab my head and say,'I have something for you'she then pee in my mouth,some more cum is in there,eat it out,My asshole was stuff full of cock,clean...
Natasha La Piedra joins us this week for a special update. This chick craves cock more than anything else. So much so that we decided to get her two guys to properly fuck her. Alberto Blanco and Tommy Cabrio were the ones in charged of stretching her pussy. On top of her insidious lust for cock, Natasha likes it rough. She kept begging for them to fuck her harder and harder. Natasha got fucked in several different positions making her cum multiple times. Finally, this all culminated with two...
xmoviesforyouThe next morning I felt the bed move and the waight of my sister's head on my chest lighten up, I opened my eyes to see Cindy turn and look at my face and then she smiled at me when she saw my eyes open, then I felt her hand on my all ready hard dick, "My, I think someone is awake all ready this morning wanting more of what it had last night.""Yes I do, if we have time before check out which is at two o'clock.""It's just eleven right now." with that s*s bent down and sucked the tip of my cock...
Part Three The next weekend, Amy invited Allison over for dinner. It was very cool to watch them kiss when Allison arrived. It was a quick kiss, but it still made my cock hard. Allison was wearing a green top, a neat, black skirt, and some simple, black sandals. She wasn’t near as thin as Amy, but she still had beautiful legs. Amy was barefoot, and wore her normal jeans–she had about six pairs of the same jeans–but for once wasn’t wearing one of my t-shirts. She had on a white top that showed...
Finn helped Liv pull herself off the ground. She winced in pain as her body rebelled. When she opened her eyes, she could see that the wind had died down and the sun was starting to shine again. Liv brushed her hair away from her face and adjusted herself. Both inserted fresh magazines into their assault rifles and stared at the gaping, black hole in the mine's door. "You think there's more than one bad guy left in there?" Finn wiped the dust from his clothes. "Hopefully not," Liv...
Warning Spoilers, If you haven't read all the books. The following story may contain spoilers. The story may also not be suitable for younger readers. You have been warned. Any complaints will be ignored. Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, I am only playing in the world created by J.K. Rowling. No money is being made. Title: "Harry Potter and How I Became a Unicorn Mare" By: Not Telling. |_| Ever hear the phrase, "Try walking A Mile In My Shoes, and then judge the choices I...
~~Damien~~ One of the hunters came out of the shadows. He recognized this one. A woman, short, thick with muscle, and with a shotgun in her hand. “ ... you’re dead,” Damien said. “You were one of the hunters killed in the chaos, in the—” “In Sándor’s chamber, yeah.” She came closer, tilted her head, and showed them her neck. There was a giant scar where an Uratha had torn into her. “How!?” Matt asked, growling as he began to pace. The big guy put himself between the group of them, and the...
This happened a few years ago which changed my life around. I never had imagined the old cliche "life begins at 40" will have some much meaning especially to me. I am an average guy, nice family, house, car normal 9 - 5 job that's pretty much it. The only problem that I had in my life at the time was the decline in my sexual relationship with my wife. We had not had sex in almost a year, she was always too tired or was just never in the mood. I think with her stress at work and seeing to the...
EroticWhen a girl wants to get in the industry, first they have to interview with Mr. Preston Parker. This week Becky Bandini rolled into the office looking to get fucked. She wants to start a new chapter in her life. A sluttier chapter. She was shy at first but she started to loosen up real quick. Becky was soon chocking on some cock and later she was getting her pussy blasted. Preston stretched her pussy in several different positions before summing all over her face. Welcome to the business...
xmoviesforyou"Timmy" Timmy had been spending summers with his aunt Madge for several years. She had caught him in her lingerie drawer when he was nine and after a spanking and a severe scolding she had thought the episode was now in the past. But the next summer when he was ten it happened again! After another scolding and a few threats to expose him as a little sissy Madge was confident her nephew was now back in line. And for the next few summers it seemed so. But now, this year with little...
“Waddup bro.” I said, walking into his backyard. He had a sick house, and had two connecting homes on the property which they used for parties and guests. We were gonna get the smaller one, we didn’t need much. He had a small studio on the bottom floor, which we used a couple times to hang out without the distraction of others. We actually recorded some music one time when we were high, and it was awful. I threw my stuff upstairs, and sat on the bed. “Dude, tonight’s gonna be sick!” Alex...
"All characters participating in sexual activity are age 16 or older."[Opening Theme: "Violet Skies" by In This Moment]It was quite late, well after midnight, but Matt had to watch it just one more time before going to bed. He took his web browser back to the video and hit play."There's been another remarkable incident in Bensonville today, our Debbie Woods is still in town there with the story. Debbie?""Thanks, Richard. Another attack, and another save by the hometown hero calling herself...
Fantasy & Sci-FiHappy Father’s Day My wife died before my daughter married, had a daughter of her own, and then got a divorce. Needless to say, she had to move back in with me so that I could help her raise her daughter. She nursed her five-month-old daughter right in front me and I got to see her bare breasts several times a day. It didn’t seem to bother her at all but it sure bothered me a lot. I started jerking off to thoughts of my twenty-two-year-old daughter. At forty-five I wasn’t supposed...
We compromised on the togetherness – he didn’t stay over every night. It turned out to be helpful because it gave me time to think about what I was going to do for Chanukah presents for Jeff’s family. My family was easy: spend some money on things they could have bought for themselves. But after seeing how excited Jeff was at the tickets for the ‘Fifths’ concert, I really wanted to get his family gifts based on what interested them, not how much money I could spend without feeling any...
Alex sighed as he click through another add. He stretch as the exhaustion started to hit him. He had been job searching for weeks and no luck. He had zero aspiration for his future, in school. He didn't find any jobs or career choices that spoke to. he sighed as he rubbed his temples before his apartment doorbell rang. "Package for Miles." The deliveryman said. "What the..." He said looking at the small box. "This isn't my Guin Dakimaru. Hey!" He called to the delivery man but found he had...
As usual, this is a story containing graphic sexual content. If you are not legally allowed to view such a story, don't download it, read it, touch it, lick it, eat it, burn it, use it for toilet paper, or even stand near it. Permission is hereby given to archive this story on any site so long as this disclaimer is attached, no fee is charged, and I am credited as the author (I've actually gotten hate mail for having claimed to write my own stories, because other people have made...
Hello friends mera naam raj hai main patna ka rahne wala hun .Aaj main apke sath ek majbur ladki ki chudai ki ghatna share karna chahta hun kaise maine use choda aur kaise wo mere pyar me pagal hui. To sidha point pe aate hain main kaffi rich family se belong karta hun meri height 6 ft hai lund 6.5 inch lamba 5.5 inch mota hai .Jiski chudai ki dastan aap sunne jaa rage hain uska nam chahat hai nam ke jaisa hi uske jism ko bhi bhagwan ne tarasha hai uske chhochiyon ki unchai 34d kamar 30 aur...
The summer preceding graduation would prove to be enjoyable. Ongoing arguments on the home-front led me to spend most of my time away from home. Rebellion and curiosity heavily influenced my decision making. An inconsistent up-bringing made me naturally independent and mature for my age. These factors combined to make it a summer of many first time experiences. Through a friend from school, I had befriended a group of older people who lived in a nearby trailer park. The close circle of 8 or so...
I’m 43 now but this all started thirty one years ago. You can do the math. I use to have to stay with my grandma in the summer when my parents were at work. My cousin was four years older than me so I thought he was really cool and wanted to hang out with him. But of course he really didn’t want anything to do with me so I just hung with my girl cousin May. She was 2 years older than me. We use to sneak behind the garage and smoke cigs she stole from grandma. It was blocked on 3 sides and only...
A Daughter’s adventure Hello, my name is Michelle, I am Ms. K’s daughter. She has her story on here and thought I might tell you one of my adventures. You might know that I am sharing my mother's husband with her. Those details are in her stories. This will be more about my adventures leading up to fucking daddy. This is how I became a slut just like my mother.Before my accident, I became a bigger slut than my mother. I knew about sex from school. I learned about sex watching my mother. I had...
My slender smooth figure and girly looks meant I was popular, particularly with older guys. This was fine by me, as that's what turned me on. I loved being told what to do by big hairy guys, old enough to be my father. I had a taste for cock and wanted more, so one summer's day I decided to find some. I had heard that a public toilet in the town was used by men for cottaging and had already been there a couple of times in the hope of meeting someone. So far i'd had no luck but had read...
We were prepared to wait supper for Dad and Mitch to arrive. They arrived a few minutes before our normal time to hugs and kisses. Mom said, "You can tell us all about it over supper. I would think you're both hungry." Mitch said, "Lois, I'm always hungry for your cooking." Mom said, "Good. Remember that you are having dinner with us Friday." "I remember and I get to sit between you two." "That's my Uncle Mitch, always wanting to sit next to two pretty ladies." I had learned...
The wedding ceremony was a quiet affair, attended by the parents of the new bride and groom. Linda and Leroy glowed with happiness. Linda looked gorgeous in her white robe, the white contrasting nicely with her dark skin. Leroy looked handsome, but felt a little uncomfortable wearing a white robe as it raised thoughts of racist organizations. Ling wore a white robe and shifted nervously, as this was her first time through the ceremony as well. John wore his brown robe and looked impressive...
By: AWC Other than Ryan, Johnson was also my dorm mate. Yes we 3 shared a very large suite for a room with bathroom attached for only 3 of us while the other dorm residents used the community bathrooms. Being the floor in charge of this facility, a very large room was given to Ryan, but it was not for him alone but 3 of us had to be in this room together. I had many girls as my friends but none of them ever would let me fuck them. The most pretty of them all, Angelica was the younger sister...
Hanna turned her head to confirm it was George entering the single-wide’s front door. She called out, “Yew wanna piece now or later?” He replied he’d wait. The “client” behind her as she was on the bed on hands and knees finished up so she peeled off the condom and threw it in the wastebasket with the nearly half-dozen from earlier. Using the same damp washrag as earlier she wiped his drooping dick and sent him out the bedroom back door, then put the ten dollar bill away. It was dinner from...
Prima NoctaThe King looked over to his left and smiled. On the chair beside the bed sat a soldier dressed in camo. His boots were tightly laced, and he sat with his legs outstretched, nervously tapping his feet together as he watched. He married his dream girl that afternoon, and was ready to be deployed as soon as he was called to duty. In a peculiar wedding gift arrangement, “The King” was to bless the marriage with a Prima Nocta fuck in the traditional custom of old England. It was a “role...
The door in the mirror - A sequel by QModo Note to readers. Don't read if you don't like poor grammar, this is rough. This is a work of adult fiction. No resemblance to reality should be inferred or expected. Copyright... are you kidding? Edited by Amanda Lynn and Rosemary. Years ago, I was a science teacher at Portland High School. I'd found a door on the blind wall on Elm street while in a traffic jam. There was no door really. It was only visible in the mirror, and as I was in...
"Wrestling is fake." said a guy to Alexa Bliss as she watched a replay of herself from last night's show at the 7/11 store. The hot blonde looked at him and smiled away perhaps mocking his fat stomach and beefy limbs.The guy put his hand on her shoulder and said "Don't walk away with that look bitch! I'll beat the shit out of you anywhere anytime."She smiled again and told him "Okay.... Meet me here tomorrow at 9 p.m. and then you can beat the shit out of me." Alexa handed the big guy Ivan the...
I couldn’t call Dean, he would drop whatever he was doing and come back but end up in trouble with the marshals. I could call Dave, but I hesitated. He had recommended the company who sent this asshole and he would be pissed. Calling Jake would be the same as calling Dave, and I wasn’t sure I wanted to deal with that just yet. The same went for Deb. She couldn’t do anything and was sure to tell Liz who would tell Jake and that was the same thing as calling Dave. Mike! I was a part of the...
Note : This story is completely fictional! We walked into the lobby of the huge hotel. We walked up to the counter and you asked for the honeymoon suite. You told the man to have a bottle of honey, and a bottle of whipped cream sent to our room. After that you asked that we not be disturbed, under any circumstances. We walked into our room, shut the door and in one swift movement you had me smashed against the door and your tongue in my mouth. I could hardly stand up, my legs were shaking so...
EroticYou are my secretary. You come in with the morning mail wearing smart business attire - - a black skirt ending just above the knee, white blouse, navy jacket, black thigh high stockings, and heels. Your red hair is pulled up. You give me a prim smile as you hand me the day’s post, turn on your high heels, and walk briskly out my door. My eyes linger on the shape of your calves and the pert curve of your rear as you walk back to your desk.We don’t have much contact throughout the day. I’m doing...
Straight SexThis story will include incest, all characters are over the age of 18. In this story you'll dive deep into the secrets of the Possible family. You'll have to decide which of the family members to follow. Jim Possible, 18 year old twin of Tim. He and his brother still go to school Tim Possible, 18 year old twin of Jim. He and his brother still go to school. Kim Possible,22 Ann Possible, the loving mother of the family. James Possible, the father of Kim, Jim and Tim.
Dontrust : The Review Finally home from work, another day another $1.25. Tossing the Covid-19 mask onto the desk and getting rid of his jacket, a chance to relax. The last of the days sunlight filtering through the curtains, and once again home alone, to peace and quiet. At least he had been able to skip the need for quarantine, and his job was still safe, for now. However he had been unable to have a social life in months, no pub hopping, no dating, had not even been able to meet...
Caught diapered This is a story from thanksgiving after visiting family in southern calif. I was driving north on hwy395 on my way to Reno NV. I'm diapered 24/7 after a fall in 84 when I injured my spinal cord I became incontant and must wear diapers. Since I must wear diapers I had decided to make the best of a bad thing and learn to enjoy them. I usually stop at a rest area between Bishop calif. And Big Pine calif. To change my wet diaper but this time I encountered a lady in her...
Molly Little has gone to get a watermelon from the fridge. As she’s getting ready to slice it, her stepdad Danny Steele, walks in. He’s had the hots for his stepdaughter and he doesn’t try to hide it. He tells Molly that her hands are so small they can barely hold the melon and that they would look good wrapped around his big cock. Molly tries to tell Danny that he can’t say stuff like that to his stepdaughter, then comes back and makes him uncomfortable by moaning that...
xmoviesforyouLeaving the Wilderness Park and Tawnee Stone does nothing positive for my shitty mood. This morning, the sky is heavily overcast with dark, ominous clouds. A thick fog makes my old weary bones feel the cold; then while loading the last of my equipment into my trailer, it seems the whole sky opens up and dumps. The downpour is so heavy there are times I can’t see across the road. Drenched to the bone, the defrosters are on full attempting to clear the windows; I am finally on my way. Evidence...
I began being abused by my step-brother as a teenager he was two years older than I and was much larger than me... See I am transgender as it turns out though I did not know it at the time...I was the result of our Mother fucking the plumber he was a black guy and she took a fancy to him so she fucked him and Ooops nine months later here I come Daddy wasn't appreciating the humor of it all and he split but not before shaving her head and rubbing her pussy with sandpaper it must have been rough...