After my last encounter with my young next door neighbor I felt a little guilty. I’m in my mid-twenties and this kid is an 18-year-old high school senior. For the next week or two my shows were no longer taking place and I did my best to avoid running into Tony as I walked to…
After my fuck session with Jackie from next door I walked him back home for the night. We approached his huge mansion that looked much like my grandparents’ and he wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me in for one last kiss. (Or at least I thought.) His kiss was more passionate than I…
“Well, hello, sleepyhead,” Mike said cheerfully when Ronnie came into the kitchen in her bathrobe and slippers the next morning. “Want some coffee?” “Love some,” she said. She seemed to be a little more chipper this morning. “We’re going to get you some cash today,” Mike announced. You’ve got some bills that have to get…
“Damn! Another complaint from those bitchy neighbors.” Mike sped his truck toward the swanky north Dallas country club neighborhood where he was in process of building his most lavish custom home to date, a spectacular Mediterranean villa. At just thirty six years old and with four large custom houses in process and under contract, Mike…
After the night of teasing my neighbors’ son as I pleasured myself in front of the window, I decided I enjoyed it too much for it to be a one-time thing. It started with once a month, then became more like once a week. I would put on something sexy, sit down in my chair…
My name is Sandra, and my husband Ed and I are thirty-four years old and live in a nice suburb of Houston with our one-year old daughter. Ed is gainfully employed in the banking industry, and although I also had a good job as a systems analyst, I was able to quit when our daughter…
It wasn’t long after graduating college that I cashed in the savings bonds my parents had purchased for me over the years and used the money to buy my first home. It was exciting to have my own place, but at the same time it got lonely living away from home and being alone. One…
It was a Saturday morning, and my wife was away, so I was doing what I do whenever she is not home – searching for porn. It was early – only 7 AM – but it is never too early to jerk off. I was wearing what I sleep in – jogging shorts made of…
Serena “Thank you, Serena.” A firm, smack on my ass is followed by my bed dipping as Gary awkwardly crawls his way off the side. Oh, yippee. I grimace because he can’t see my face, it still being smushed into one of my deep feather pillows, and all. I push myself up and manage a…
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I just sat down and swiveled around to my desk in my home office still not believing what just happened. I have a home office on the second floor of our home that more serves as a hobby room than an office. This summer it has become my favorite room in the house. You see,…
It was a couple of weeks before Christmas and Maria and I had been out cruising the Peninsula (the area from Santa Clara up to San Francisco) for some unique gifts for the girls. We were getting hungry and I knew this little restaurant that was my favorite place for seafood in the San Francisco…
I’m lazing on this long weekend. Being single, 45, and having a strong libido can be a disadvantage at times like this. I am 6’4″ tall, work out regularly, women find me attractive and I have had my share of great sex and friendships. The best sex comes from great friends. The phone rings. It’s…
This is first chapter in my erotica series: Mark’s Lucky Streak! (As published under a previous name, oogleking.) As it is my first work, please keep your criticisms constructive, and enjoy! Ideas for part two -a work in progress- would be greatly appreciated either via comment or direct message. Bored. Mark was, to say the…
Saturday dawned with such promise. Maria’s husband had taken the boys for an overnight to the Sierra foothills. Maria and I decided to spend the day together thinking about how to take our life together to the next level. We were neighbors who had become friends and shared our days and some nights together with…
It was Thursday, Maria and I had a date to go to Berkeley looking in some art galleries. Maria called and was running late, but said the door was open and I should come over. I drove to her house, parked in the driveway and entered. She was not downstairs, so I walked up to…