RV Fever (Part1)
October 2, 2008 on 9:46 pm | In Erotic Stories | No CommentsDAY ONE
We were purring smoothly along I-40 when the sound of Carrie cumming reverberated throughout the 41’ Class A motor home. I looked over at Jason who was riding shotgun at the moment, and we grinned knowingly at each other. She and Jan had been back in the bedroom for one of their infamous “naps,” and it had apparently ended in the usual fashion, their heads buried between each others’ legs while they enjoyed one another’s cunts.
Pregnant blonde
October 2, 2008 on 9:45 pm | In Erotic Stories | No CommentsWittney was a hot number. Especially 6 months pregnant. She was about 5 foot eight with dark olive skin and a small tight cunt with a landing strip shaved into her crotch.
Andy glanced at her with a type of man who hadn’t blown his semen in a year. Of course they weren’t girlfriend and boyfriend. Wittney’s boyfriend had been an alcoholic, always abandoning her for the bar with his friends.
Night Fever
October 2, 2008 on 9:45 pm | In Erotic Stories | No CommentsThe naked woman standing in my living room had caught me off guard. I had just come home from work, entering though the back door when I caught this lovely vision. She was bent over, drying her hair, apparently having just exited the shower. There were still drops of water clinging to her extraordinary body. I couldn’t see her face, but I would know that shaved cunt anywhere.
Continue reading Night Fever…
Island Fever Part 1
October 2, 2008 on 9:44 pm | In Erotic Stories | No CommentsISLAND FEVER
Saturday Afternoon
The left wing of the jetliner dipped, and we began a slow sweeping curve toward the largest of the dozen or so islands below. The main island was the only one large enough for commercial aircraft, and this airport had only one runway.
Cabin Fever 2
October 2, 2008 on 9:43 pm | In Erotic Stories | No CommentsIt was the middle of December, and we were already firmly in winter’s grip. As is often the case, the fall had gone by far too rapidly, and the holidays were already upon us. Needless to say, we were not ready, and the prospect of running around to complete a bunch of last minute shopping held very little appeal for me. In fact it was downright depressing. I hate the crowds at the malls and discount stores, and I was hoping Jan would not drag me along with her this year, at least not too often.
Basement Bonanza
October 2, 2008 on 9:41 pm | In Erotic Stories | No CommentsConcerned that things might become too mundane, Marie and I had been careful to cultivate our sexual relationship in such a way as to allow for trying new and different things. As a result, we had tried, and learned to enjoy, spanking, anal sex, and a variety of sex toys.
But, we were frequently looking for something new. Usually, I would come up with some sort of fantasy for us to play out, and the whole thing would be a surprise to Marie.
Chance Encounter
October 2, 2008 on 9:40 pm | In Erotic Stories | No CommentsFishing season was well under way, but the crowds of opening day were long gone, and I had the little trout stream to myself. The warmth of late spring had driven me to seek out the cooler headwaters of streams where most anglers are too lazy to go.
The fish are not big here, mostly native browns and brook trout. My little four weight fly rod was just right for these waters, and the fish were biting often enough to keep it interesting.
Cabin Fever
October 2, 2008 on 9:39 pm | In Erotic Stories | No CommentsThe drive up from the city had been uneventful, but the dirt road leading back to the secluded cabin was a welcome sight nonetheless. The thick mix of pines and hardwoods made even a glimpse of the cozy log house impossible at this time of year. Although it was early fall, the foliage was still abundant, and the days warm, but the nights cool and delicious.
Intrigue in Kiev
October 2, 2008 on 9:38 pm | In Erotic Stories | No CommentsSam Bachorski had been born of Ukranian parents who had emigrated from the old USSR, to the United States where the lived a quiet life in a rural community and became United States citizens. The parents had lived modestly, worked hard and become part of the American success story. The story of their escape from the Communist country had been a harrowing one – driven by a need to experience freedom.
Power of 5 fingers
October 2, 2008 on 9:37 pm | In Erotic Stories | No CommentsEverytime i think of how lucky i am to have met Lana, I always develop this shit grin on my face. She was a fine, auburn-haired girl that i cared a great deal about. But a better job pulled her off to the south East. Before she moved, Lana gave me mindlblowing experiences that i could never forget.
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