LOGIN"I'm not stupid and neither are you. We both know what he was after - he wanted to get between her legs - and she knew that too. But how to keep getting rides without giving up what he was after? She had to lead him on a little at a time, give him a little something to keep him coming around until she had enough money saved up to buy her a car. So she necked with him and I wouldn't be a bit surprised to find out that she didn't slap him when he tried to cop a feel, but he was never going to hit pay dirt. He didn't know it, but he never had a chance in hell of getting into her pants. Helen's heart, body and soul belonged to you."I can't even count the number of times we sat on my bed and talked the night away and it was mostly about you and how wonderful you were and how God must really love her to have sent her to you. She really believes that. She is certain that God sent her to Detroit and to that restaurant looking for a job for the specific purpose of getting the two of you toget
"Come on baby, we have some catching up to do."I just could not believe the sexual appetite of that woman. She was always ready, always after me to do it, "just one more time baby, please?" I got to thinking I'd like to see her with the two guys who had watched us and maybe even a half dozen more just to see if she had a limit. I was in hog heaven; a great looking woman was fucking my brains out and giving me all the sex I could handle and I didn't even have to leave the house to get it.But something was missing and that something was Helen.I missed her smile, I missed sitting and holding here and being held by her and I missed all of those little things that you never seem to notice at the time. The way she would reach over and move a stray lock of hair on my forehead, smile, look into my eyes and tell me she loved me. I missed the way she would rub her foot on my ankle when we were sitting and watching TV or talking; the way she would lay her head on my chest and trace little pat
I pulled up in the restaurant parking lot, stopped and waited for her to get out. She looked at me without speaking for almost a full minute and then she slipped off her engagement ring, set it on the seat between us and got out of the car. She walked into the restaurant and she never looked back.Mom was waiting for me when I got home from work. She was wearing high heels, nylons and a garter belt and that was all."I could tell from the way Helen was at work today that you ended it."I shrugged and nodded a yes."I'm sorry baby, I know that it was hard for you to do and I do feel that it was all my fault. After all, I was the one who thought she would be right for you and got you together. Come on baby, let me try and ease the pain" and she took me by the hand and led me to her bedroom.I know that this is going to sound weird, but even though my mom had climbed into my bed the night before and fucked my brains out this night I couldn't get it up. I kept thinking, "This is my mother
"I'd been out drinking with some friends and we got a little too sloshed to drive home. We checked into the Lafayette and one of the group asked the desk clerk where he might be able to find a girl and the clerk set it up. There were six of us. Be said no, that his wife would kill him if she ever found out, but the other five of us shelled out seventy-five bucks apiece and she visited each of us in our rooms."I just stared at the man. I didn't want to believe him, but he had no reason to lie to me."Let me get a little personal here son. Good sex is one of the glues that makes a marriage and helps hold it together. It doesn't matter where the experience comes from, it is the experience itself that counts. You aren't going to your marriage bed a virgin, are you?"I shook my head no."So why should you expect her to? What she did before she met you doesn't matter anymore than what you did before you met her."I left his table even more confused than I had been when I sat down.Next, I
Mother knows best, doesn't she?NB: This story contains mature themes of erotic sex, incest/taboo sex and of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature.Enjoy.>>>>I looked at her standing there naked except for a pair of high heels. She ran her hands over her breasts and smiled at me, "You like?" I smiled back at her, stroked my cock and said, "No, I don't like, I love."Oh baby, for a young man you sure do know the right things to say."As she walked toward me I thought, "Thank God for trashy Southern girls. If it wasn't for one of them I wouldn't be here and loving this."She sank down on her knees in front of me and said, "Stop playing with yourself young man. You know that's my job."I stopped stroking myself and leaned back to enjoy what was coming. As her mouth closed around me I said, "Yes mom."Helen was the product of one of those little hollows that surround the coal fields of Bluefield, West Virginia. Somehow she had managed to scrape up enough money (a cousin of hers later told m
My first wife left me for a drummer in an acid rock band and my second wife left me for an old college girlfriend. That being the way my luck usually seems to go I decided that I would never bother getting married again. So why did I marry a third time knowing that the marriage couldn't possibly last a year, two years at most? I have to blame my father for that.From the time I was old enough to understand words my father preached responsibility. To him the mark of a man was being responsible for his actions. Break a window with a baseball? Own up to it and make restitution. Fail a math test? Admit to not studying or paying attention in class. Whatever it was, you were supposed to step to the plate and accept the responsibility of your actions. So when the Alexis said she was pregnant and that I was the father all I could do was marry her. Why didn't I expect the marriage to last? Well Lexy's first husband divorced her when he caught her sucking off one of his business partners. Her s
"Would you like to fuck me, Spencer?""Oh, god, yes," he replied."Mmmm. I bet you'd like to take your big fat cock and push it into my tight little pussy, you naughty boy.""Oh, fuck, yes, Suzy. Please," he moaned into the phone."I'm touching my pussy now, Spencer. Let me see if I can slip a fing
He ordered Suzy a vodka and coke (a double) as well as a glass of Merlot for himself in an attempt to appear sophisticated.They talked about the film amongst other things and, although he said it himself, Spencer was on fire. He talked knowledgeably and wittily making a particular effort to make S
"Would like me to stay topless while we go through your diary for the week, Kenneth?" she asked. "Don't worry no-one will disturb us when your office door is closed.""Oh, well, OK. Why not?" I agreed.Once more she laughed musically. "You know I was really worried about you for a while. I honestly
"Don't worry; it's really flattering that I had that effect on you! I know I must seem like an old lady to you but I'd like to be your friend, Spencer.""Oh, no Emma. You're the most gorgeous woman ever!" he replied vehemently."Really? What about all the pretty young things at your school? Aren't







