People watching, it’s a fascinating way to pass the time isn’t it? Take my current location at the moment, I’m sat at the end of a substantial stainless steel bar top. A row of numerous beer taps is arrayed down the centre of the bar, carefully stacked rows of glasses and spirits around it. I quietly sip at my second pint of Boddingtons savoring the slow smooth creamy taste as it slips down my throat. To anyone watching me I’m lost in the latest game playing on one of the many plasma screens hanging above the bar or from the various walls and pillars. If you are watching me as closely as I am watching everyone else in the bar you will notice my eyes are taking in more than they at first appear to, I’m neither staring intently nor flitting my gaze from place to place. Just a slow sweeping glance from time to time. Read the rest of this entry »
Stacy wandered around Mike’s almost empty apartment, organizing the few remaining things into boxes for storage. Mike and two of his friends from work had spent most of the evening moving his furniture into storage and his big screen TV over to Stacy’s place. Now Mike had run off to the local sports bar to ‘thank’ his friends with dinner and some beers.
Since they were now living together, they had decided to sell Mike’s place to get some cash for the house they wanted to build. It would only fetch enough for a down payment, but it was a start. Just a couple days earlier Stacy had found the perfect lot, and soon they would be the proud owners of a several vacant acres on a forested hill overlooking a golf course and a small lake. It was actually quite spectacular at sunset. Read the rest of this entry »
Anne and I were travelling around Europe in our late teens trying out being backpackers. It had taken us a whole year to convince our parents that we were old enough and responsible enough to do it. Things didn”t work out as planned.
A week into our trip we were in Frankfurt Germany. We had just arrived by train from Paris and we went to the closest hostel left our things there while our dorm was being cleaned and went to get some lunch. We arrived back later that afternoon to discover that our backpacks, with all our clothes, our travelers cheques and passports had been stolen. It could not have been worse as we had left our wallets in the backpacks and taken only a few eurodollars to get lunch. Read the rest of this entry »
It is a hot and humid night. I am standing on the darkened balcony of my apartment trying to catch an occasional cool breeze. The moon offers the only light. It beams down seemingly caressing me in its warm glow. My white cotton gown clings to my shower damp body showing every curve of my small 5′2″ frame. I brush my still wet red hair back and it hangs sleek and long down to where my round little ass begins its soft curve outward.
You are new to town and have just moved in this afternoon. You step out onto your balcony to take a break after unpacking all day and see me. You think I look like a nice little piece and you enjoy the sight of my small round breast straining against the confines of the thin cotton. You linger there in the shadows watching me. Read the rest of this entry »
While in graduate school, sharing a rental house, I got to thinking about writing a letter to Mrs. Schmitt, my childhood friend’s mom. I was avoiding my studies; I let my lurid imagination lead me to musing about sex. My cock twitched when I thought about Mrs. Schmitt making me eat her and blow my load on her tits. I thought back to her discovering me under her bed watching her in the bathroom when I was in High School. I had not contacted her since then; college had kept me busy with class work, drinking and hanging out with the gang. I was partially embarrassed that maybe she would want to forget the episode forever; it was after all pretty weird to get it on with your friend’s mom. I guess my horniness prevailed since in the end I decided to write the letter. Read the rest of this entry »
Have you ever seen something once and thought it disgusting and repulsive, and then another time it seemed natural and attractive? I suppose everyone must have had a similar experience. But this case was different, affecting body and spirit at the same time. So when I tell you what happened with me, please bear in mind that a similar thing could arrive to anyone given the proper circumstances.
The events I will recount take place in the early 90’s, when I was first living in Paris and holding down my first job after university. My pitiful salary afforded only a tiny 25 square meter studio in a less-than-fashionable neighborhood; but when one is young and in Paris, one’s lodgings are of minor importance. I had formed a romantic “liaison ” with Robert, a man somewhat older than myself and of more substantial means. He occupied a splendid apartment in the second “arrondissement”, and I spent most weekends there. Read the rest of this entry »
I am your average male…loves football, loves a nice cold one, and absolutely loves hot women! I know, how predictable, yes? Well, so be it. I”m happy and find my way into the arms of more than a fair share of the women I find attractive. But something, or rather, someONE happened to me a year and a half ago, that has forever changed me, and in some ways come to own me. I recently moved out of the field of operations for my company and into the corporate office. This also entailed moving in general, so after six years of renting, I finally muscled up a down payment on a modest home and purchased my first piece of real estate. I WAS somebody. Read the rest of this entry »
I awoke to the sound of two bodies slamming repeatedly together.
It had been nearly a month since my roommate had last seen her high school boyfriend, and she had traveled to his college for that weekend visit. This time, he had come to visit her, and – despite this being a girls-only dorm – had stayed with us as he had on previous occasions, sleeping with her in a bed which to me seemed almost too small for even just one person to fit comfortably.
Granted, I knew that they fucked like rabbits; my roommate had made no secret of that, especially since she had relayed to me virtually every salacious detail of her last visit upon her return. But they seemed to have become rather brazen, fucking in the presence of a third person – me – who was supposedly sleeping just a few feet away in the other tiny bed. Read the rest of this entry »
“Omigod, you two are SO much alike.”
Mike and I were on our third beer when Amy arrived home. She stood in the doorway and stared at both of us in turn when she saw us sitting at the kitchen bench , then she pretended to rub her eyes with both her fists as if she was having double-vision, then looked again and shook her head.
“That’s so scary. You could almost be brothers.”
“Except I’m the good-looking one,” said Mike.
“He got the good-looking bits from his mother,” I said, pleased at Amy’s surprised reaction at meeting my son for the first time. Read the rest of this entry »
Karen and Helen
I watched somewhat appalled and somewhat envious as my 18 year-old daughter walked down our sidewalk from the house. She was going out with her boyfriend also 18 years old and he had his hand up her skirt, copping her ass as they walked toward his car. They were both smiling and Karen even nuzzled closer to him when he squeezed her ass cheeks. I thought I saw him slip his hand inside her panties. When they got in his car they kissed deeply and Walt rubbed Karen’s small pert tits through her clothing. Then to my utter dismay, Karen slipped off her panties and flipped them over her shoulder into the back seat of the car. Read the rest of this entry »
