I recently rejoined the single world, after my wife left me for another man. Good luck to ya, pal! I went out to all the usual haunts, met all the same people, and did all the same things that everyone does when they are single. After a couple of months of that, I decided I wanted something different. Years earlier, when I was in high school, a friend of mine had introduced me to gay sex. I had spent the night at his house, and his parents were sound asleep upstairs.

I used to work in this large bookstore, part of a major chain. I was the inventory manager, and as such, I generally made my own schedule. It was a late Saturday night, and most of the staff had gone for the evening, leaving me with Cyndee. She was a younger girl, kind of pear-shaped, with a nice large chest and plump, juicy ass. In case you were wondering, I like the larger variety of woman, since I like the feel of soft flesh against my body.

Hidden Desires As you walk into the room, I sneak up behind you, and put my hands gently over your mouth. As you start to panic, I whisper into your ear. Dont be afraid. Just do exactly as I say, exactly how I say. Do you understand? I can feel the smile begin under my hand as you nod your agreement. You know that the evening should be quite enjoyable. I pull my hand away from your mouth, and run it gently over the back of

Living in a relatively small town, you dont get to meet a lot of new people. More often than not, the same people end up in the same places, and nothing ever changes. Things were always that way for me, until recently. There was this bar in town, not a bad place, but not the kind of place to attract a lot of different people. A neighborhood watering hole kind of place.

Even before we got down the staircase from Serenas private apartment, we were both approached by others, each as naked as we were. Serena was whisked away by a big, burley black stud wearing nothing more than a cock ring around what had to be " of uncut cock. For a second, I was very jealous. Then a soft hand wrapped around my cock, and I turned to see whos it was. It belonged to a petite young thing, no more than , at best. She had a great pair of tits, perfectly formed for her size. Below the waist...

This is a story about finding both, all in one incredible package. I am an avid reader, and spend a lot of time at the local bookstores, always looking for new books by my favorite authors, or new authors to try out. For me, a great Saturday night was a couple of hours at the bookstore, followed by several more in my favorite chair, new book in hand. This particular Saturday, however, those well-traveled plans got tossed out the window.

My friends thought it was funny to hire a stripper for my birthday. They thought it was even funnier to make sure that the stripper was a big girl, pushing pounds. I know they thought Id be turned off, just like they would be. I know they thought Id pretend to be happy, and chase her off really quickly, like they would have. I know thats what the stripper was thinking, as I could see it in her eyes when she walked

How did I get myself into this situation? I never go out to bars, Im not a big drinker, yet here I am, taking care of my drunk friend, making sure he doesnt get himself into trouble. Id much rather be home, relaxing in front of the TV, but no. I had to be the nice guy, and let Mark talk me into going to this trendy new club he knew about. Hes so drunk, all I can do at this point is pour him into my car, and hope he doesnt

The apartment building next door to my home was having work done, and the majority of it was being done right outside my office window. I was a work at home type, so I watched it all get done. There was a lot of guys doing the work, and surprisingly, a couple of women. The one that caught my eye was a redhead, slightly plump, but with a great set of tits and a round, firm ass. I spent most of a day watching her work in her wife beater shirt, which hugged her body nicely. At one point, she stopped to stretch her arms out, and lifted them over her head.

I park my car over a block away from your house, because Im afraid you might recognize the sound of my engine. Im dressed in dark clothes and a beanie cap, which, considering the weather, isnt at all out of place. I walk slowly, casually, so as not to attract attention as I approach your house. I pass right by, and almost instantly, slip up to the side of the building, unseen. I make my way slowly and carefully around to the back of the property, knowing you like to leave your curtains