I have always loved curvy women. Some people refer to them as chubby or fat. I think of them as "Rubenesque." Women who are full-figured, curvy and shapely have always grabbed my eye and attention. I’ve always believed they are fantastic lovers because of the sexuality they carry around with them. It’s almost like an aura that is natural to them. This true story started when I moved to Memphis a few years ago. I had recen...

On a whim I purchased a lotto ticket. The pot was $345 million so I figured nothing ventured, nothing gained. The evening of the drawing I went to bed with a savings account not worth mentioning. The next day, after taxes, I had $225 million in the bank. I gave my notice at work and suddenly I was retired. Over the course of a couple of months I hired a lawyer and an accountant and got my financial affairs in order. I use...

A snowstorm recently pummelled the eastern part of Colorado and into the Denver suburbs and seemed to go on forever but actually lasted only five days. During that time, I must have shovelled my sidewalk and driveway a half dozen times just the first day to keep it from building up. After the second or third time, I was outside working, I remembered my neighbor Will had told me he was going on a business trip that would c...

Roselyn, and her husband Ross, continued to be my close friends. This was primarily because of our kids. My ex had grown up with Roselyn and had been her best friend. But when we split up I ended up with most of Roselyn’s friendship. Not long after my divorce, I started an affair with her. I felt guilty about it…for about a minute. Her husband was a good guy, but he enjoyed drinking and betting on football more than focus...

She stood in the shadows of the dark, The soft light shining, not catching her. I reached out and touched the supple, warm breast. Beauty. Love. Lust. The touch was electric, The touch chilling. “Touch me more,” she said, “Please me. Touch me. Thrill me, Then, I will touch you.”

After a torrid night of sex— fucking, to be more precise— I was lying next to my wife. While were engaged in our lovemaking she had imagined I was fucking a former neighbor, Jasmine, while she watched. It had been enormously erotic and my wife had climaxed harder than she had in a long time. I leaned over and kissed a nipple and then said, “You were really turned on by the thought of me with Jasmine while I was fucking yo...

This experience came out of nowhere for me. It was never planned, really never dreamed of, but it happened. I was wandering at a local mall while my wife shopped for Christmas. I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned to see an old neighborhood friend, Jasmine. She and her husband had moved to a different neighborhood to be closer to his job. She and I had been friendly, but our spouses, for whatever reason, hadn’t been. Sh...

Let’s just get this out there. A woman in heels is perfection. With an expensive evening gown or jeans and a T-shirt, heels set me off. It began with a young woman I knew in Law School. I’ll call her Dee (not her real name). The first time I saw her she walked into our Torts classroom and looked around, then she sat next to me. I was mesmerized by her look. She wore a bright, tight sleeveless blouse tucked into a snug-fit...

As we lounged in Jules’ bed, the bed she shared with her husband, I enjoyed her hand on my semi rigid cock. We talked and she held me, stroked me as if we were still together, as opposed to being divorced spouses. I had seen her at her workplace after years of being apart, but once together the sexual and emotional connection was still strong. She told me about her family in a disconnected sort of way, I could tell she wa...

“Oh FUCK!!! Don’t stop! Don’t stop! Fuck my pregnant pussy! Oh my godddddd!!!!” I was making love (fucking?) on top of my four-month pregnant ex-wife with my cock banging pussy from another lifetime, ready to dump my sperm into a familiar place. And it felt as good or better than it ever had. Let me back up, I need to start this true story at the beginning. I live in a large western city, Houston. I was at a gas station n...

After getting hired by the rancher’s wife, Doreen, I was at her side by 7:00 am each morning. We had worked out my pay and, for the most part, I only answered to her. My job was to do whatever she needed. After our first sexual encounter, when I had my first anal sex, we tried to act ‘normal’ around each other. We shouldn’t have bothered around her husband because he was always preoccupied with his ranch. I only rarely di...

Growing up in the cattle country of New Mexico there was always work that needed doing. My family owned a small ranch and during some hard times had to sell off our small cattle herd to a large neighboring ranch. The owners of the ranch we sold to were a white couple that were well respected and generous in how they conducted business. I had known them practically all my life. The price they had offered for our small herd...

On Tuesday morning my cell phone rang and when I answered it was Sister Carrie, the Pastor’s wife on the line. “Good morning.” “Good morning to you.” “I was hoping that you could come to my house. I’m not having car issues, but I need your help. I prayed about it and think you are the solution to a problem.” I had no clue whatsoever about what she was talking about, so I simply said, “I’m happy to help out in any way I ca...

(Continued from Part 1): I aim to please, so after Michelle ordered me to ‘eat her,’ I obliged. I put her on her back on her marital bed and spread her legs. I love perfectly pedicured feet and kissed hers. I sucked each toe individually into my mouth and suckled them as if they were her clit. As she squirmed I slid my hand to her bare, dripping cunt and slid two fingers into her. As I sucked each toe individually giving...

I grew up in a very conservative Pentecostal church. Our congregation was small, but several times per year we would gather with other small church groups for Revival. Revival was like camping and going to church at the same time. By the time I was in my mid teens I knew the belief system that my family and others were trying to instill in me wasn’t going to happen. Primarily because of the hypocrisy of the majority of me...