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*February 9, 1848 - Thursday*
Here begins my journal. I arise today a new man. My past is that of a cad, my future, if I have one, will be that of an emigrant farmer. I am Christopher Hanlon, 23, born October 12, 1824. I am 5' 6", 150 pounds, moderately good looking with brown hair and a beard which I keep well trimmed. I grew up on a farm in up state New York and left home as soon as I could. I had found employment at a stock brokerage firm in New York City. In the last eight years I have come to know the ways of the City and of the markets. I had a portfolio that was worth several thousand dollars. But I can not continue. I was a cad, a scoundrel, a bounder, a roue, a hound ... I could go on but I think my point gets across. In the last three months I had degraded not one but three wonderful and beautiful ladies.
Marion Crawford is a tiny girl of twenty. She is 5' tall and weighs maybe a hundred pounds after a big meal. She has hair the color of clover honey, hazel eyes, and her breasts are tiny cones, a perfect mouthful. She works at a firm that is located on the same floor as my own. We had been flirting on and off for months. Then I began seeing her after work and one evening we found ourselves in bed together.
Katrina Mueller is also twenty, and is my height and weighs about fifteen pounds less. Her hair is spun gold, her eyes sky blue, and her breasts are large and heavy. She works at the central library. I often go there for research. She is a highly intelligent person and easy to talk to. She had been widowed a year and a half earlier. We began taking lunch together and then progressed to noontime dalliances.
Grace O'Riley is nineteen. Rich auburn hair, green eyes, and breasts that just fit my hand, she stands 5' 3" and weighs about what Katrina does. A sturdy girl. She was waiting for an omnibus trolley when she was accosted by a trio of street ruffians. I laid them out with fists and cane, but not before she had her dress torn. My apartment was near to hand. She had to remove her dress to repair it and one thing lead to another. Was I any better than the street trash? That evening led to others.
I have continued seeing these three ladies and having passionate sex with them for months, being careful that they never found out about each other.
I cannot continue.
I have made my plans. My portfolio has been converted to cash. The lease on my apartment will be up the end of the month. I have sent my parents and siblings various things that I loved, but would not be able to take with me. I arranged with a friend the removal and sale of anything I left in my apartment once I am gone. I have invited all three ladies to my apartment for an early Sunday dinner.
If I survive the encounter I will leave for California the next day.
*February 13, 1848 - Sunday*
I am in shock. One shock is that I am both alive and also not broken or bleeding. The other shock...
The ladies arrived within minutes of each other. The atmosphere in the room was much colder than the mid February chill outside. Dinner was deliberately in an hour. I sat with them in my parlor and introduced them to one another. Then I professed my sorrow that I had dishonored them all, taking the virginity of two of them and all of them for my lovers. I affirmed strongly my love for them all. Since there was no way for me to choose any one or them over the others I saw no other way than to leave them entirely. I would not demean them farther by offering money as a sop to my conscience. A clean break in which their righteous rage would heal their hearts faster and allow them to get on with their lives. I would leave the City never to return.
Yes, they screamed at me. Yes, they called me all the names I had called myself and more. Yes, they called on the heavens to destroy me and threatened to see what secular law could do.
It was during this last that Grace fell quiet and then declared that even with the proof of my unfaithfulness she still loved me and she would cleave unto me even as Ruth said 'for whither thou goest, I will go; and where thou lodgest, I will lodge'. I was dumbfounded! So were Marion and Katrina.
They looked at Grace, then at each other, then at me. This cycle went on for minutes. Katrina broke the cycle saying that she could not believe that Grace would so demean herself. Marion blinked and sadly said that she was sorry that Grace laid her claim first. She too felt strongly about me and averred that she too would have gone with me. She then reached out and hugged Grace to her. Katrina broke down crying. Grace and Marion went to her and enfolded her. I felt I had no right so I stayed in my chair.
Grace asked my plans. I had not made any reservations, but had thought out my trek into obscurity. I told the ladies that I planned to travel by railroad to Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania which should take four to six days. From there the plan was to go by riverboat to St. Louis, Missouri, which should take eighteen to twenty days, then take another riverboat to Independence, Missouri, another six to seven days. If I left here tomorrow I would be in Independence by mid March. This would give me time to purchase a wagon and supplies so as to leave the beginning of April. I had planned to join a wagon train to Sacramento, California. That should take six to seven months, arriving in September or October.
Katrina spoke and ordered me to go to a local store and procure a bottle of white wine. I almost pointed out that I already had white wine in the apartment, but realized that the ladies wanted to talk without my input. I left to get the wine.
When I returned it was to find three naked ladies.
Katrina declared that the three of them would accompany me. They had little in the way of possessions and could be ready to travel by mid week. I was informed that if this caused problems with my planning I could change my plans.
Then it was declared that I join them in their nudity and give pleasure to all three of them. I did what they asked. If they had not actively helped I would not have succeeded.
*February 15, 1848 - Wednesday*
We boarded a train today that will take us to Baltimore where we will transfer to a train bound for Pittsburgh. The news of the day is that the war with the Mexico is over with the peace treaty being signed on February 2. It seems that we will not be leaving our home county, as California is now the property of our fair country.
We cannot indulge our passions on the trains, but we discussed our arrangements for when we could be alone. It was decided that the ladies would alternate each night with a night's break between starting the cycle over again. The schedule will be adjusted for the times of their monthlies. We look forward to Pittsburgh.
*February 20, 1848 - Sunday*
We arrived in Pittsburgh in the early evening, found a hotel. We are starting to be able to ignore the looks of disapproval that our little group generates. I am not sure how the ladies arranged their rotation, but Katrina came to me this night.
*February 21, 1848 - Monday*
After looking at the newspaper shipping schedules I went down to the docks to look at the several riverboats that were leaving in the next few days. Finally decided on one, the Tioga, that was leaving on the morrow. She was a 170 ton sidewheel packet and had a cabin that could fit the four of us in two decent sized bunks. Its only drawback was that it was only going as far as Louisville, Kentucky. However, that would split the trip up into two more or less equal sized pieces. I secured the cabin. Marion had my attentions this night.
*February 22, 1848 - Tuesday*
Sailed from Pittsburgh today. Traveling down the Ohio River is pleasant. Grace can be loud and we were embarrassed by having had to assure all that everything was more than fine with us.
*March 2, 1848 - Thursday*
Arrived in Louisville this morning. Found lodging and began looking for our next riverboat. It was tiring walking along the riverfront and I am glad it is my day of rest.
*March 3, 1848 - Friday*
I was beginning to give up hope of finding transportation I would feel both safe and comfortable on. Then the Globe pulled into the dock. She was a sidewheel packet of some 240 tons. I waited until the first flurry of activity was over, then asked if I could come aboard. Captain Maxwell impressed me and when I asked his schedule I was informed that he would be leaving sharply at eight in the morning on Monday bound for St. Louis, Missouri. I asked to see his best cabin and when I saw it I booked it immediately before anyone else could grab it. Informed the ladies and spent the night with Katrina.
\March 6, 1848 - Monday*
We boarded at seven and the Globe pulled away from the dock on the tick of eight.
*March 12, 1848 - Sunday*
Today we came to the Mississippi River and turned north toward St. Louis.
*March 15, 1948 - Wednesday*
Arrived in St. Louis early in the morning and by evening I had our penultimate transportation arranged. We leave tomorrow morning on the Eliza Stewart, a 169 ton sidewheel packet. We can stay aboard her tonight, saving us the trouble of finding lodging.
*March 16, 1848 - Thursday*
We left St. Louis and traveled up the Mississippi a short distance to the mouth of the Missouri River and turned up it toward Independence.
*March 22, 1848 - Wednesday*
We arrived in Independence and immediately obtained lodging for at least a week with a delightful old lady, Susan Jenkins. She wanted to know our religion. I am an Episcopalian, Marion is a Methodist, Katrina is Lutheran, and Grace is Roman Catholic. It appears that she has no use for Mormons and was pleased at our answers, even though somewhat askance at our grouping. She has a big old house on a nice bit of land. She says that we can bring our wagon and oxen here once we have them.
*March 23, 1848 - Thursday*
Today was spent scouting the various merchants. We quickly found that a consortium of merchants had put together a standard inventory package that actually cost less than buying the items individually. Just before supper I found a large farm wagon that looked sound and I bought it. While I was inspecting it I left a mark on the underside so that when I brought a team to take it to a loading area I would get the same wagon.
*March 24, 1848 - Friday*
Found a stockyard by following our nose and picked out six good oxen. At least I hoped that I remember from my farming days what I should be looking for. Took two of them and got the wagon. No problem there. Hitched up the other four and went to the merchant's warehouse where we loaded our pre-selected inventory.
*March 25, 1848 - Saturday*
After looking at the inventory we spent the day purchasing additional items the ladies and I felt were necessary. Several medicines weren't included as well as cooking implements. A wagon cover, tent and blankets would be useful. Various tools and some more food items, along with a pair of chickens for an occasional egg. When we finished loading our wagon was at about 85% of its rated capacity. That's if we all walked. With one of us handling the team we were right close to the limits of the frame. Once we are under weigh and eating the food there will be less weight and then two can ride while two walk. We made certain to buy extra boots and socks.
*March 26, 1848 - Sunday*
We had noted that during the original package load and then our shopping spree yesterday that the items we were carrying were not packed in any particular order. We plan on spending the next couple of days off loading and then loading in a more orderly manner.
*March 29, 1848 - Wednesday*
The reload took longer than expected, due to a brief snowfall, but today* we began looking for a wagon train that was planning on going to California, although Oregon seems to be a popular destination. We did find three groups heading for California. It is our opinion that the group with 52 wagons will take a long time getting going each day and the group with twelve wagons is just too small. We joined a wagon train of 24 wagons carrying 74 souls west to Sacramento guided by Mr. George Crandall.
He was unsure of taking us in his train because of our unusual relationship, but said he'd give us a try. If things weren't working out by Saint Mary's Mission, ten or so days away he would let us know. That would be the last bit of civilization for quite a piece. There was a contract that the others would be signing before we left Independence. If we worked out we would sign at the Mission.
With us included that would be 25 wagons and 79 people, 52 adults and 27 children ranging in age from two to sixteen.
*March 31, 1848 - Friday*
Today dawned both good and bad. The good was that the snow of a couple days ago was melted and gone. The bad news is that Marion was ill this morning, throwing up. I hope it is nothing too serious.
Mr Crandall held a meeting of those that he will guide. He had us introduce ourselves and those traveling with us. The names of the 74 other people went by in a blur, but no doubt we would know each of these people very well after the first month. We were given odd looks and some undisguised glares when we made our introductions.
Mr. Crandall then set out his philosophy for a good and safe journey. We would be up at dawn and out of camp an hour later. On Sundays it would be two hours later to allow for a prayer service. We had Reverend Nehemiah Scudder and his family with us and he would lead the service. As we must be over the Sierra Nevadas before the snow flies Sunday will not be a day off from traveling. The Reverend supported this decision. We will be taking a repair day every ten to twelve days, depending on the availability of grass and water for the animals, or when we reach a major supply point. On the travel days we would stop after four hours for an hour break. Then another four hours and we camp for the night. If we are within an hour of good water we might continue, but that would be his decision.
Tomorrow we leave Independence behind to begin our journey west to Sacramento.
*April 1, 1848 - Saturday*
Today we left Independence and made it to Blue River. Mr. Samuel J. Vaughn is already making a nuisance of himself by his universal knowledge of everything. I fear he is going to be a pain in the neck (or somewhere lower) on this journey.
Fording the river looks to be our best option even though Mr. Vaughn thinks we should wait for the river to go down a bit more. Actually if it gets any lower we might get across without getting our boots too wet. After a bit, we came to Westport and lay over for the night. We have placed our wagon at the edge of the group in consideration of our travel companions. It's Grace's turn tonight and she can be loud.
*April 2, 1848 - Sunday*
Katrina has a sprained ankle. I decided it is best to soak in warm epsom saltwater. It looks as if she will be our drover for the next few days. Passed some time near New Santa Fe.
*April 3, 1848 - Monday*
Made our way past Lone Elm late today. Trail could be better, but Katrina is learning her new role as a drover.
*April 5, 1848 - Wednesday*
Made an early start this morning; passed Blue Mound. Katrina now has a bad cold. We're going to increase her fluid intake and I'm having her wear her long underwear to keep her warm.
Mr. Oliver Selkerkson brought out his fiddle at camp this evening. It was a jolly time and he has been begged to hold regular concerts.
*April 9, 1848 - Sunday*
Now Grace has came down with a cold, and I decided to increase her fluid intake and dress her warm also. After much travail, we came to Kansas River, 600' wide, and decided to take advantage of the ferry.
Mr. and Mrs. Thurgood came by for a visit when we camped; had a very nice chat. They are a couple in their late thirties and have two early teenage daughters. Mrs. Thurgood gave us a recipe for a cold medicine and when she heard of Marion's morning problems she opined that Marion might be pregnant. She asked a lot of rather personal questions and went from 'might be' to 'probably is'. Figuring on what Mrs. Thurgood says, the baby was probably conceived on the Tioga and may arrive in late November.
*April 10, 1848 - Monday*
Passed the hundred mile mark today.
Had a lengthy chat with Mr. Crandall today near Saint Mary's Mission. He said that he liked how we were fitting in with the train. While several people had initially been against our inclusion because of our living arrangements, and some still were, several other people, notably the Thurgoods, supported us. A surprising note was that Rev. Scudder had not denounced us and in fact had told Mr. Crandall that while misguided we were good people. We were causing less trouble than Mr. Vaughn, who leads the people who look down on us. He opined that anyone Mr. Vaughn disliked was probably an all right person. He would have us continue with his wagon train. We signed the trek contract.
We purchased some food to replace what we've eaten and got another blanket.
*April 12, 1848 - Wednesday*
Found ourselves at Red Vermillion River this day and used the $1 toll bridge. Got a nasty splinter in my thumb, but extracted it without too much difficulty. We continued on to Scott Spring. Both Grace and Katrina are over their colds and Katrina is walking normally again. We will go back to rotating who gets the wagon seat.
*April 14, 1848 - Friday*
Today we reached Alcove Spring and then we saw Big Blue River, 180' wide. What a sight!
*April 15, 1848 - Saturday*
We were delayed at Big Blue River. There were a lot of travelers and we decided to wait our turn to cross. Not using the ford is dangerous.
*April 20, 1848 - Thursday*
Didn't know that the waiting time would be five days. Decided to caulk the wagon and float it across.
We lost a wagon and an entire family, the Carters and two of their three children, when their wagon tipped over in mid-stream. The Murchasens, a childless couple, took the newly orphaned six year old boy in with them. We laid by today near St. Joseph Road Junction. Rev. Scudder held a service for the lost family.
*April 22, 1848 - Saturday*
We lost a chicken today. Must have cooked it wrong because we were all queasy and Marion was throwing up even more than usual. We all had a dose of peppermint, with Marion getting a bigger dose.
*April 23, 1848 - Sunday*
Feeling better after a night's sleep. We must watch what we're doing because life is too fragile.
*April 25, 1848 - Tuesday*
Reached The Narrows. Strangely beautiful country with the Little Blue River on the left and a steep bluff on the right and an aptly named very narrow trail between.
*April 28, 1848 - Friday*
Reached 'The Coast of Nebraska', which gives a overview down to the Platt River, which we will follow.
*April 29, 1848 - Saturday*
Traveled to Fort Kearny this afternoon and stopped for the day* re-supplying and also picked up a 30' length of chain which may come in handy on the steep hills ahead.
*April 30, 1848 - Sunday*
Terrible fog during the early part of the day. We chose to slow down rather than lose the morning.
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Karen's nude body knelt over mine, my erection only inches from her cunt and eager to sink deep into her body if only she'd lower her pussy onto my shaft. She dragged her excited tits across my chest and told me salacious things to arouse me to new sexual heights. "Can you imagine what it would be like to have Lauren with us. Imagine what we could do to her. Maybe she'd kneel in front of you, and you could plow into her hot pussy from behind as she ate your cum from my pussy. You'd be...
I had arrived in San Francisco earlier that day and had spent the day making calls. It was a beautiful day sunny and hot as I was heading back to the hotel that was located on the edge of China town. As I arrived I approached the bell man’s desk. Standing behind it was a cute 5’3” Chinese mix bell boy with round glasses and a bright smile. “ Good evening sir,” he said with enthusiasm. He was defineately a mix as his eyes were more round than slanted, his hair was fine and wavy, and chestnut...
GayMy wife of six years, Shreya, was a marvelous lover. We had had two children, who were, at the time of this story, ages five and four. She had regained much of her voluptuous figure. Sex was fun. We tried new things. Even though I traveled perhaps five days out of each month, the days I was gone were rarely more than two at a time, so we had several passionate homecomings plus enough regular lovemaking to average about 20 times a month. We made love in the car, in the living room, in the...
Hello iss readers hope you were happy with my first experience which I shared in the previous story ‘foursome with my conservative girlfriend’. Pradeep myself with a usual and average looks getting to fuck two hot girls at the same time was surely a bliss…. Priya my girlfriend with the goddess body which made each every guy horny was truly the best any man could get but been a guy when I get a chance to fuck another girl how would I refuse….. As I said at the end of my previous story that...
We moved to New Zealand last year and have not seen our friends Helen and Pablo since we left they moved to Spain soon after we left and we were looking forward to a visit. We are good friends back in England. Helen has been Joanne's best friend for years and both Joanne and Helen met Pablo and I within a few months, Joanne was talking to Helen on the phone just before we had sex the first time and as we all know women tell each other everything and I know Helen had a stroke by stroke account...
Hi, BDSM Library readers! Please email me your comments and suggestions for this story, on [email protected], I would be truly delighted to receive any kind of comments on any little aspect of my writing, and hey, I can even serve you with better stories if you do. In fact, I suggest opening up a little notepad window, and typing down everything you like/hate as you read J Also, you can support the author of these stories, an amateur Indian writer named Suhas Kaushik (me!), by going over...
Myself being a long time follower of Indian Sex stories had read lot of stories and had lot of fantasies about my sexual life as all of you reading this story right now. As I said I had lot of fantasies after reading iss, the biggest one I had was to swap my girlfriend and I implemented one in my real life which just took place last week at my friend’s house. Let me start the story with character description as its true incident I don’t want to mention our real names (names are been changed for...
Hi, dear ISS readers, after a long time I am coming up with this story, which as usual will be very interesting incest story. Those who had read my earlier stories will see the continuation. As I was continuing the threesome incest with my Sister in law Vani and my brother, my brother came with the idea of including my wife in to our relationship. Vani too insisted me to make my wife also join us to make a four some group. I was excited with this idea and promised them that I shall at any cost...
IncestHello everyone, I am Sahil once again with another story. I am from Pune working for a reputed leading company in Viman Nagar. I am 25 years old with little muscular body after consistent workouts and also a 6-inch dark dick. So, this story is about a foursome sex I had in Goa. In the month of December with chilly atmosphere in the night and sunny in the day, I went with my friend named Tanya (name changed) for a 4 days vacation. We both needed a break from office work from home situation...
The four boys all arrived at their final destination at the same time. And while it took some effort to organize, there was complete agreement and unbridled enthusiasm when they all learned what the scope of the gathering would entail. Each face lit up with anticipation when Chris Griffin extended the invitation to three of his best buddies. Steve Smith, “Snot” Schmuley and Neil Goldman practically fell over when Chris described what they’d be doing and “who” they’d be doing it with. So...
Tied firmly to a chair, Vince Reason, his gut still aching from the fist that had floored him, could not work out how his plan had gone so terribly wrong as four big guys in different coloured masks pawed and slobbered over his woman, Carrie, who lay sprawled naked on the bed. Black hands were mauling her tits, as she sucked on a massive black cock, and a well-endowed white man was fucking her like crazy. Trouble was, she seemed to be enjoying it. And these men were all strangers, not at all...
Four Times a Year - Part 1Submitted by: Michael Freemont "Andrew. I'm sorry that you had to find out this way." She laughed. "And just as Bob and I were both having an orgasm. But maybe it's just as well you did find out. Now we won't have to sneak around anymore." Andrew was upset. He had come home unexpectedly and found his wife in bed with his best friend Bob. It answered so many questions. Why his wife was out so much. Why she couldn't go with him to events he had to go to. Why she wouldn't...
Five cards stared up at me while the implications of their configuration suffused my being. Four queens, the heart suit carefully arranged on the left, followed by her sisters, each card a mirror image of the previous except for the suit. The last card, the ace of spades, broke the pattern, but served to complete the hand in mocking simplicity. I never played much poker, wasn’t the gambling type, but I knew enough that this hand, the one I held between my trembling fingers, was rare. I...
“I want to walk into our spare bedroom, the one with the mirrors on all the walls, and see five naked men. Apart from you, the other four are all in their early twenties with toned fit bodies. They are all well hung, preferably AC/DC, you know I love to turn on bi-sex men. I have a fantasy where those four men are watching us fucking after lots of teasing foreplay. “Three this Sunday is that doable? Are you excited at the thought of four naked men for us.” “Yes and yes,” I respond...
“I want to walk into our spare bedroom, the one with the mirrors on all the walls, and see five naked men. Apart from you, the other four are all in their early twenties with toned fit bodies. They are all well hung, preferably AC/DC, you know I love to turn on bi-sex men. I have a fantasy where those four men are watching us fucking after lots of teasing foreplay. “Three this Sunday is that doable? Are you excited at the thought of four naked men for us.” “Yes and yes,” I respond...
Chapter 1 Four married couples all agreed to get together one Saturday evening for a mate swap session that they had discovered they were all fantasizing about. Finally, they agreed to take their sexual fantasies and turn them into realities. Actually, it had been the four wives who regularly got together and in the course of conversation found out that they all had various sexual fantasies about each other's husbands and about what it would be like to sleep with some of the other husbands....
If you have ever found yourself watching Nickelodeon classics like Avatar: The Last Airbender or The Legend of Korra and said aloud, ‘boy, I wish these guys were naked and blowing one another,’ first of all, keep it to yourself. Secondly, don’t say that out loud. Nobody wants to know about that shit.But if you still find yourself horny as fuck and want to masturbate to characters from these series, do I have some good news for you! Developer Mity must have been thinking the same thing because...
Free Sex GamesNOTE: This story is completely fictional! This all started when I was eighteen and just finishing my junior year at our local High School and my Sister was just starting Junior High School. We live with my Mother and Father. They were married when my Father was forty-two and my Mother was thirty-two. That’s ten years difference. I came along five years later. Dad was forty-seven and Mom was thirty-seven. POINT: My Father’s first wife died on their honeymoon when he was twenty-three. He was...
IncestThe chatter died down as Professor MacNeal strode through the open door and thirty-two pairs of eyes regarded him. Back ramrod-straight from military service from eighteen to twenty-four, not a silvering hair out of place, dressed in his black wingtips, traditional three-piece charcoal grey suit, accented with a red and black pocket square and a curiously old-fashioned emerald green bow tie, Professor MacNeal, or ‘Sir’ as he was known to the group of third-year students seated in the classroom,...
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Four Minutes In Heaven The three of us were standing in the hallway against one wall as the rest of the students changed classes. Jimmy and I had our backs against the wall and Mary was between us and she was facing us. She was closer to me so no one could see that my hand was up under her miniskirt. Jimmy was blocking the view from the other side so no one could see what I was up to. Mary was standing there with her feet about shoulder width apart. Her panties were in my pocket and...
bio - I'm writing this because Cathy can't even keep her lies consistent. Every time she gets the fancy you'd think she was a different person. She just tacks on a new last name and now she's a 24 year old with oversized breasts. Anyway, she's unusual in my experience, a young woman who not only likes porn but also likes writing it. By the way, to me most women are young, even Cathy's mother. I'm 58. I think Cathy's stuff is often a bit tame for xnxx, though some of it's...
It all started with a phone call. Dean was working on his blog, and suddenly he felt his cell phone begin to vibrate in his pocket. He pulled it out, and read the text. It was a message from his girlfriend, Kate, telling him to call her, as Ashley, a mutual friend, was staying the night. He called, and was greeted by his girlfriend's laughter. “Ashley has a question,” said Kate. “Okay.” Ashley greeted Dean, then explained the situation. “So Kate said her back hurt, so I...
During the week end Ana and I had gone to Tampa to attend a rock concert. We got a nice hotel near downtown. My sensual wife looked stunning in a tight white dress that really showed off her round tits and her fit body. The concert show had been great and after we had hit the bar across the street from the hotel for a few drinks before going to bed... A few margaritas turned into a lot and my sweet Ana soon got a little tipsy.I said we better could get back to our room if I wanted to get sex...
During the week end Ana and I had gone to Savannah to see a good rock concert. We got a nice hotel near downtown. My sensual wife looked stunning in a tight white dress that really showed off her tits and body well. The concert show had been great and after we had hit the bar across the street from the hotel for a few drinks before going to bed... A few margaritas turned into a lot and my sweet Ana soon got a little tipsy.I said we better could get back to our room if I wanted to get sex from...
My sweet Ana and me had flown to Los Angeles.I had a boring conference and my wife could enjoy making some shopping. We had hired a comfortable room in a very nice resort.One afternoon I came back late from my business and found Ana trying on a new bikini she had purchased. It was white and too revealing; but she said nobody would pay her any attention; she wanted only enjoy the Jacuzzi.We snuck out and jumped right into the Jacuzzi with some drinks. I could immediately see her hard nipples...
[ This is for 'Jack.' Covid-19 has put an end to such things, for now, at least. But, hopefully, in the not too distant future, glory holes will be a thing again! ]Number One: ConnerI sat patiently, or as patient as I could, for Conner to show up at my glory hole. Conner was one of several younger (20 + year old) glory hole patrons that I had, and he was nearly a weekly, and sometimes twice-weekly, visitor. I knew his parents. Of course, they had no idea that their youngest son loved getting...
Four guys for me in the ladies roomAfter completeing my exercises in the gym, I went to the ladies room and took a nice warm shower. Wrapped on a long towel, I sat down on a bench and looked for my panties inside my bag.Suddenly I was surrounded by four huge guys; all of them Young and muscled; all wearing a towel at their waists.“Guys, I think you are in the ladies room” I said; my voice shaking a little."What's your name?" One of them asked. I answered telling my name."Well, Ana, my name is...