Fantasy Friday – The AC Repairman


Mike came out and told me that everything looked good and that he’d be leaving. I thanked him and teasingly asked if he meant the AC unit or me. He said both looked great and that it was his “pleasure”. I never seem to get good sunscreen coverage on my back when I am alone, so I asked Mike if he would be willing to help me out with one other thing before he left and he agreed to apply some on me.

I laid back down and soon felt his slippery hands rubbing the lotion onto my back. He was going slow and applied a perfect amount of pressure. It felt more like a massage than anything else. He applied more to his hands and got my shoulders, then he swept them down my back and outward to get the sides. He brought them together at my lower back and lingered there for a bit, as he traced my butterfly tattoo. He stated that he never expected that I’d had a tattoo, and mentioned that his wife, Tina, would never get one. Continue Reading →


My Wife Asked Me to Spank Her

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She told me to put my left hand on her throat, I did, but of course did not squeeze. Just as I told her I was about to climax, she told me to spank her ass. I hesitated, and she commanded me to slap it hard. I did as instructed. I immediately started over the edge as her cheek was turning pink to red with her spankings and she was moaning like I had never heard before. I came with force. Continue Reading →


[L] Weekend Massage – Helping my Hubby become a Masseur


He pushed himself up and squat back between my legs, leaving me void of his warmth against my body. His hands swept up my inner thighs again, but this time I couldn’t risk them missing my over needy pussy. I arched up again, as his hands rose towards my pussy, and he obliged me. His fingers found my erect clitoris, a wave of heat flashed over me.

He pushed his fingers into my hot wet pussy, making my body reel with pleasure. He drew them in and out, my body contorting with each finger fuck. I was clutching the couch tightly in my grasp, almost wanting to bite down hard on the edge of the face hole to stop me making too much noise. But it was only us here so noise was not a problem, so I let the moans fill the room, creating an audible rhythm that matched his penetration of my pussy. Continue Reading →