Marie lay tensely, if not quietly on the examining table while Dr. Sadler gently probed her vagina with his glove covered fingers! “Mmmmmm,” he hummed before announcing, “Well, Maire, there’s just no doubt about it, you’re pregnant, congratulations!!!” Tears filler Maire’s eyes as the enormity of what the doctor had just told her slowly sank in!!! For over three years she and her husband Ron had been trying to have a baby, and for one reason or another it just didn’t happen!!! At age thirty nine, Marie had started to think that she would go through life barren, but how, her prayers had been answered, she was going to become a mother!!! (more…)
Month: March 2006
Ward Polk mounted his wife, stuck his pecker into her steaming pussy, and began thrusting in and out until he shot his load and rolled off of her. “Jeez, Lou, you’re the best,” he told her while still panting, “was it good for you too?!?” Louanne reached over and patted her husband on the arm and replied, “Sure, honey, it was really nice for me too!” In a matter of minutes, Ward slipped off into a deep sleep, leaving his young wife frustrated and hurt! (more…)
“What do you think about Southern Illinois,” asked Miss Weston, “it’s got a great communications department, one of the best in the nation.” Sarah Foster looked intently at the brochure her guidance counselor had placed in front of her, it showed a beautiful campus full of stately trees intermingled several lakes. “I hadn’t even considered SIU,” Sarah replied, “but from the looks of the campus and it’s highly rated communications program, maybe I should!” It was a lot of work trying to pick the right college, and as Guidance counselor for five hundred seniors, Kim Weston had all she handle scheduling appointments with each and every student. Sarah was the exception to the rule, in that she had already done some research on several colleges that might be of interest to her, so it made her job much easier. (more…)
Helen Argyll walked smartly up the front walk, up the three stairs, and firmly pressed the doorbell button and waited for someone to answer. It was midmorning, and for a lingerie sales woman, this was one of the best times of the day to catch the lady of the house. Usually her husband and kids were off to work and school, and she had already had time to clean up the kitchen and make the beds, and by now was usually ready to take a coffee break. Helen listened intently for signs of life behind the thick front door, and seconds later she could hear foot steps approaching rapidly. The door swung open and a tall brunette of about twenty five or so said, “May I help you?” Helen, sticking out here business card quickly introduced herself and stepped inside the vestibule and then explained, “I represent the “Ultra Woman” lingerie company and I am canvassing the area, showing ladies our new fall line, I’m sure that I have some things that would be of interest to you, may I please come in!?!” (more…)
Erica Daniels was dead tired, and all she wanted was a hot shower and a good nights sleep! A full day of meetings with designers and financial officers had left her totally spent. She always hated coming to New York, not only because of the endless traffic jams, but because it always seemed like every thing was fast, fast, fast with never an opportunity to just take it easy! At least she was in a good hotel with all the amenities, cuz she was going to order room service rather than fight her way through a restaurant crowd. She picked up the phone and dialed eight, in a few second she was being connected with the kitchen where she ordered a Caesar Salad and a hamburger rare. “Twenty minutes,” she replied, “good, I’m famished!” With twenty minutes before her food was to arrive, Erica had just enough time to take her shower, so she stripped off her clothing and started the water running, testing it periodically to see if it was the correct temperature. (more…)
Mitchell Crawford looked over the room and decided immediately that this would do just fine! For eighty dollars a week he got a nice place to stay plus breakfast and supper, not bad at all! His new land lady, Mrs. Anna Williamson, seemed like a very nice person, who he guessed was in her mid fifties, and in their short conversation, he had learned that the big house was left to her by her late husband who had died several years earlier. (more…)
It’s so hard for woman when she’s horny. Especially when she’s married. Sonya had been married for three years and had given birth will baby boy six months earlier. Since she had gotten pregnant her husband had been no longer interested in having sex with her, even if she tried to turn him on anyway she could think. They had sex a couple of times but it had not been very enjoyable. Her husband just didn’t seem interested.
So as a result, she often walked around thinking dirty thoughts. Looking at man’s asses and wondering if they were firm or flabby. She often wished she could just reach out a grabbed them. However she controlled herself, and the instead played with herself when her husband wasn’t home.
My wife is a babe. She is about 5’5″ and she weighs about 135 or so. Her tits are not the biggest, but I am willing to say her nipples more than make up for the small size of her boobs. She really does not need to wear a bra, but unless I really beg, she generally does. I have read about guys that have taken their wives to X rated movies and had many fun experiences, but I had always been inhibited about doing that in our town for fear someone would know us.
This happened only a week ago, and it was as much a surprise to my girlfriend as it was to me. My girlfriend, Claudia, is a modern dancer and a very beautiful woman, with an athletic build, soft pale skin, and lovely round breasts that are just the right size.
We were having a few glasses of wine together one evening after watching the sun drop behind the horizen, when the silence was broken by a group of four men playing with a football about a twenty meters down the beach. Every now and again they would stop, drink some bears, then play on. They were all big guys, and we could tell by their accents they were American College boys. Claudia was very cynical of them, not her type of people, she said. (more…)
“Come on in darlin’ and have a seat,” Leo Coffman said smoothly, “now, what can I do for ya!?!” “Well, Mr. Coffman, I saw your ad in the paper, and I was just wondering if the position was still available?!?” “You mean the ad in the Underground Times,” he asked casually!?! “Uh, yes,” she replied softly, “is the job still available?!?” “Baby, the job’s always available,” he replied dryly, “I run that same ad everyday of the year!!!” “Really,” she replied incredulously, “you mean that you just give away jobs that pay three hundred dollars a day!?!” “Honey, this is Hollywood,” he said gently, “ain’t nobody gives nobody nothin’, you earn every penny, and don’t you ever forget it!!!” (more…)
Joanna Norton stared at the scrap of paper sticking out from between her fingers After a long moment of contemplation she picked up the receiver to her phone and with a shaky hand dialed 1-800-BLK-COCK. “I must be out of my mind!” she muttered to herself while she nervously tapped her foot on the carpeted floor. After ten rings she was just about to hang up when all at once a lugubrious voice on the other end of the line said smoothly, “This is Walker Post, how may I help you?” Momentarily frozen with fear Joanna stood there mutely while wondering if she should just hang up and forget the whole thing. She had just made up her mind to forget about it when the voice suddenly uttered forcefully, “I can hear you breathing, now answer me!” Taken aback by this turn of events Joanne took a deep breath and stammered, “A-are you the man with the ad in the paper?” (more…)
Teri just had to get away from it all, she had just buried her husband a little over three months ago, and everything around her reminded her of him. After thirty seven years of marriage to such a wonderful man, it was hard to get up in the morning and face the day! Teri’s two grown daughters were getting worried about their mother’s state of mind, and finally insisted that she get away for a few days, just to kind of relax and let her batteries recharge. She didn’t want to go somewhere that she and Tom had visited, so it was decided that she would spend a week in New York City, taking in a few shows, and seeing all of the sights. They’d talked about doing it for years, but never got around to it, so Teri’s daughters figured that this would be the perfect time! (more…)
Glenda stumbled from Mr. Avery’s office with her eyes full of tears. This couldn’t be happening to her, she had been with the company for over three years and this was the thanks she got! She passed Mrs. London’s desk on the way to her own, and as she walked past it she said, “I can’t believe it, the asshole just fired me, he said something about across the board cut backs, and that I was doing a fine job but they just had to let me go, why don’t they fire his precious Marianne,” she spat, “I’ll tell you why, ‘cuz he’s bangin’ her, that’s why!!!” ” (more…)
TJ carefully adjusted the video camera so as it would not be seen by anyone using the storage room. By placing it inside of an old envelope carton and piling several other boxes on top of it, it would be unlikely that it would be discovered. A small hole in the end of the box was all that was needed to have the hidden lens to cover about 80% of the area in the whole room. Why all this deception? (more…)
Trent Boyd hefted his small attache’ case into the over head compartment and sat down in the aisle seat and waited for the 737 to take off. Leaving the bone chilling cold of Detroit to spend a long weekend in New Orleans was enough to bring a smile to the face of any seasoned traveler! One stop over in Memphis, and it would be good by Woodward Ave. and hello Bourbon Street! This would be Trent’s sixth visit to the Crescent City and it was definitely his favorite destination, with all the food, booze and women to be had! His day dream was abruptly interrupted, however, when he chanced to see an absolutely stunning black haired beauty dragging an over night bag down the aisle, obviously looking for her seat. Every male eye in the plane followed her every step, the result of which was a slight jiggling of her oversized chest underneath her skin tight sweater! To Trent’s utter delight, she stopped at his row, rechecked her ticket stub, and hoisted her bag into the over head, and slipped past him into the window seat next to his. (more…)
Amber strolled down the beach, marveling at the sheer beauty of the strip of sand know around the world as St. Tropez. Made famous in the sixties by Brigitte Bardot, it now was the play ground for the idle rich of Europe. This was Amber’s second visit to the continent, but her first to the South of France, and it was all that it was cracked up to be and more!!! It was seven in the morning and she had the entire beach to herself, that is, except for the huge yachts that were moored not more than one hundred yards off shore. Picking up a shells as she went along, Amber could all ready feel the heat from the sun warming her bare back, even at this early hour! When she was far enough away from the main swimming area, she slipped behind some rocks and remove her shorts and halter top, and then lay down on her blanket for some serious sunning! (more…)
It was Friday morning and the phone rang once, twice, three and four times… Then I heard the message “You’ve reached 555-5437, we can’t come to the phone right now but if you leave a message after the tone we’ll return your call as soon as possible…” It was recorded by our neighbor, Bart. I thought to myself that I detested working here on the west coast and my wife and daughter still living back home in New York. Beth didn’t like the phone message to be in her voice because anyone calling may think that she was a single woman living alone… Not that they could have gotten any info that easily on us, because our number was unlisted… But when I told her about several new Internet services that for a small fee, would give anyone information on anyone else, even addresses and numbers of people with unlisted numbers, she was taking every precaution that she could think of. I was out of town on a 2 year work contract and wanted the best in protection for her and my daughter. We had a home security system installed, I made her keep her revolver in the dresser by the bed at night while she slept alone, you know the usual I guess… (more…)
Afton groaned and rolled over trying to ignore the insistent buzzing of her snooze alarm. She glanced at the clock one more time, just to make sure that it really was seven o’clock, but the red glowing digits on the night stand indicated that now it was seven-o- two and counting! She stretched out, trying to get the circulation moving through her body, and felt her white cotton bikini panties pressing hard against her bulging vulva. The mere pressure from the thin material was enough to flood her vagina with pussy juice, causing her to automatically slip her hand inside her undies and begin massaging her now throbbing clitoris. She sighed contentedly while her left middle finger flicked back and forth across the now erect little sex organ, while her right hand cupped one of her full breasts, occasionally twisting a distended nipple between her thumb and index finger. (more…)
Barbara Walker hurried up the steps of Central High, flung open the front door, and proceeded directly to the principal’s office. She was greeted with a hearty good morning from Mrs. Bruner, the front desk supervisor and receptionist for Principal Bradley. “What have I got today,” asked Barbara, hoping that it wouldn’t be another math class?!? “Ah, let me see,” replied Mrs. Bruner, as she scanned a list of absent teachers, “yes, here it is, you sub for Matt Kearny in English Literature, room 231!” “Thanks,” Barbara answered gratefully, “at least it’s not math!” Barbara climbed the single flight of stairs to the second floor and found room 231 down the hall and to the right. When she entered the classroom, most of the students were already there, mostly milling around and exchanging small talk with each other. At 8:47 the final bell rang and all the student took their assigned seats, dutifully waiting for Barbara to begin the class. Just as she was launching into the lesson on Chaucer, the door to the hall way swung open and in sauntered Deke Banyon, as if he didn’t have a care in the world!!! (more…)
Maureen O’Connell strolled leisurely down the pier, taking in all the sights and sounds that surrounded the departure of a luxury cruise ship. A native New Yorker, Mo had spent the last several days cruising South Beach and enjoying the Miami sun, and boy, this was living, the middle of February and the temperature had been hovering in the mid 70’s! As Mo walked past her, the Molly Dee gleamed sparkling white against the azure blue Florida sky, all 790 feet of her! The brochure that her travel agent had given her didn’t do the big liner justice, she looked absolutely fantastic! Mo had been planning this trip for over a year, and now that it was here, she could hardly believe it, so after lugging her suitcase on board, she was met by a the purser, a pretty young woman, who looked at her ticket, handed her a detailed map of the ship, and informed her where her cabin was located. “Two flights up,” Mo mumbled out loud, while she rode the elevator to the promenade deck. Walking down a long corridor, she stopped at cabin 328 and tried her key, and after the tumblers moved smoothly, the door swung open and she was in her room. She was supposed to have a berth partner, but it looked like no one else had been in the room, so Mo selected the bed that stood under the porthole. She was gazing through the window when the door opened and a vivacious woman of about thirty breezed into the cabin. “Hi,” the woman said, while dumping her luggage on the other bed, ” my name’s Veronica Stuart, but everyone calls me Ronnie!” Mo, extending her hand, introduced herself, and asked Ronnie if she cared about which bed wanted. “Nah, either one’s fine with me, by the way,” she went on, “did you get a load of the purser, what a knock out!!!” Mo nodded her head and added, “From what I’ve seen so far, all of the crew, including the captain are women, there won’t be a single male on board for the whole cruise!” “Alllll—right,” said and enthused Ronnie, “a whole boat full of lezzies, I can hardly wait!!!” (more…)