Sexy Scribe

Ted and Janie didn’t plan what happened at the last wake-up. They didn’t plan to bring the New Year An as they did.

They haven’t been to a New Year’s party for years. Since their oldest daughter, Ellie was twelve, they decided that she could baby sit their two young girls, Tina, nine and Kandy, five. Of course they told her they’d pay her. They felt it was fair, because they could be out most of the night and after all it was the awakening of years.

I caught Tina cheating on me six months ago and I was going to leave the wedding. Tina cried a lot and confessed to several things and somehow I was shot by what she said and we had the most intense sex ever. I always knew Tina was a bitch.

Since we played this game where Tina goes out every weekend and pretends she was fucked by a guy in the bar. When she comes home, she tells me about a guy who picked her up and how they fucked like crazy. It was fun and she was more verbal about it. Tina is 5-3" 145 (a bit round but firm) black hair and a very nice set of breasts. Tina is Italian and has these sexy Italian features.

It was too obvious.

But I stopped. I haven’t taken a autostop since I was in college. I always thought a pretty girl standing on the side of the road with her thumb in the breeze had to have a 250-pound boyfriend in the bushes, ready to order my car at the knife point.

I see from a distance that you’re cute, your long brown hair whipping on your face in the wind. When I get closer, I can see your faint cuts, cut so short that the cheeks of your ass whip invitably.

Barb told the team that it would be last year. They had been an inspiration, given her confidence in herself. Some of them would continue to play, she hoped, but what she really knew was that they would all do positive things. Some might move and some would find new options to check. “Hey, girls. I went to basketball after the coaches shouted for years to keep my hands off the ball.” They were laughing. Carl was always surprised how she would have told them “bad” when she meant “bad.”

At home, Carl was torn between shock and confusion. Kathy? Sex? There was no claim that Barb had inferred otherwise. Barb would have taken the thoughts that were not sufficiently nailed. She couldn’t have projected teenage fantasies. She talked to Andrea and Kathy wouldn’t lie to her best friend. Barb had spoken with the knowledge that such things happen. Why shoot the messenger?

Fathers can’t think of their child, can they? It’s not natural. Maybe it’s biologically natural, but it’s not supposed to happen. It’s not fair! Everyone knows that. It’s wrong to make love together. Sex is something…

Like Barb’s work, the girls called him “Coach.” Carl was his assistant and the girls called him “Carl.” Barb knew soccer, knew how to make their butt work and love him. Barb could drop a corner at 5 feet from the net. Carl was not particularly athletic, but was happy to trotter, the promoter. “Nice pass, Heather. Look at the offspring, though.”

On the ground, Barb was also “Coach” in Carl. “You bet, Coach,” he would confirm that he drilled his band on the crossovers. “Not until you see the ball in the air!” said with certainty. He hoped the girls knew him himself. Barb, the ponytail pushed his cork back, gave him an inch.

Jimmy still didn’t know why he did what he did. He and Karen were out for a dinner and a little dancing when his little brother came.

Jimmy hasn’t seen him in three years. Ken was recently married, but it didn’t work and they split up. Only a year later. It was two years before.

Jimmy knew Ken didn’t really date someone since he spent most of his time on his work.

I’m a 42-year-old married woman. I’ve been married for 17 years, with two wonderful children. I’ve never been unfaithful to my husband so far. I work for a public relations company, which is located next to a large mall. Two days ago, the unthinkable happened to me. I walked around the mall after work, looking for a pair of running shoes. I joined a woman’s gym and wanted a comfortable pair of shoes to work. While wandering around the mall, I saw this man, younger than me, looking at me. I’m a very pretty woman, 5'4", 110. I was wearing a black silk dress, a black pipe and black heels. I’m brown and pretty. At first, the look was boring. But I thought it was funny. I went to an athletic shoe store and that man followed me. I was looking for a pair of running shoes when this man came up to me and as if he could help. I was a little confused, not thinking he was working in that store, but maybe thought he did it and I saw it in a break. I asked him if he was working here and he said: I said how he could help me. He said I was a very attractive woman and he immediately attracted me. I thanked him for the compliments, but I told him I was married. That guy was very cute, I have to say. I asked him how old he was and he answered 24. I told him I was 42 and very married. He said he thought I was married, pointing at my wedding ring, but thought I wanted to have fun. I asked him what kind of fun and he said wild sex! I was amazed. But, I have to say, his words touched part of me that I never knew I had. I was excited. But I said, no, I’m not cheating. This guy, who later identified himself as Doug, said, it would be very exciting to make love with a total stranger and no questions. I was very excited and I could feel my panties getting wet. I said I was very excited about her offer, but I never cheated on my husband and I wasn’t going to start, especially with an unknown. I then left and started looking for a pair of running shoes. I found a pair and I’m sitting in a chair and I tried. Doug came to see me and told me you had very pretty feet. I thanked him for the compliment and told him that they were a pair, in a pleasant way. He watched me try both pairs. He made me excite. Then I bought the shoes and got out of the store. I didn’t see Doug until I walked in my car. This time I saw Doug, with another man, walking behind me. I was immediately scared, seeing these two men. Although my car was parked in a covered parking lot, it was a remote area, near the outside, second-level garage. As I approached my car, Doug asked me if I had thought of his offer. I said, yes, and I told him I wasn’t going to fool my husband. Doug then approached me, gently grabbed my left arm and turned to him. I was amazed but not really scared. Doug then kissed me, very passionate. I was really excited. Doug started feeling my boobs, which really made me hot. I realized I was going to do what he wanted. Doug then took the keys and handed them over to the other man. Doug opened my car and we got in. Doug and I in the back seat and the other man in front. Doug started to feel my whip and continued to kiss me. I could feel my pussy getting extremely wet. Doug took my dress off and took my shoes off. He kissed me and sucked my toes. It was as exciting and exotic as I ever felt. Doug pulled my panties and my hose. He destroyed them and handed them back to the other guy, who started to feel them. Doug then dropped his pants and exposed a big penis. He asked him to suck him a little and I did. I sucked it, which isn’t really my thing, but I was so excited that I wanted to suck it with zest. After sweating him for a few minutes, Doug will hit me with his dick. He started kissing me hard, I mean very hard. I was so involved, I didn’t know this other man sucks my feet. I was so excited that I was caught in this sexual atmosphere that forced me to do anything. I never thought of a safe sex and I didn’t really care about Doug getting into my pussy. I realized he was gonna do this, but I was close to an orgasm. I came as if I hadn’t come in for years. Doug then told me that he was gonna fuck up and I had two choices that he could do inside me or go out and fuck me on my face. I just told Doug to fuck me. I felt Doug exploded in me. Looks like a fire hose’s leaving. I’m back. Then I was spent. Doug drove me and I just put this down. This other man then exposed a penis in my face. This man was older, a little big but beautiful. He asked me if he could fuck me. I looked at Doug, a little confused, and Doug said, let him fuck you. He divorced and never has. I just said yes, but let me clean up a little. This man said I didn’t have to put his dick in me. This man started kissing me hard and I came back. This man fucked me longer than Doug and gave me several orgasms. I heard him say I’m gonna fuck myself. He did, he’s almost everything like Doug. I was full of sperm. Then I felt really sexy. I found a towel in my vehicle to clean my pussy. I dressed up and got out of my car. Doug kissed me and said it was great, right? Yeah, that was great. The old man kissed me and said goodbye.