I was 22 when my daughter Hayley was born. She's in her first year at university now and, being my only child, she and I have always been very close. That's why, when her dad went away for a weekend fishing competition recently, I was really pleased that Hayley invited me to go and stay the weekend with her. I never went to university - it wasn't as common i...
Only weeks after Jim and I had divorced I was settled in my new house and going to work every day with a much better disposition. For most of the past four years the office had only been a place of refuge for me but now I actually looked forward to going to work. Something else had inspired this new feeling as well.... Even at thirty-six, a woman with a h...
This story is based on information from my wife after her naughty trip recently, written predominantly in her words, with a little added description where necessary. Sally, (my wife) admitted her affair and gradually enlightened me to the details of the fling with a school teacher on her trip. Much of this was by email, as I often work away from home. Some...
For the past year and a half, I have owned, operated, and performed in a live touring sex show in Central Europe. I and my fellow performers appear at sex clubs and private functions, showing off our nasty talents for co-ed and all-women audiences. Everyone has signed a consent form. What we do is a delicious mix of BDSM and uninhibited lesbian sex. My agen...
Wanda Catron was in tears. She had been crying for almost a week now, ever since her roommate, Astrid Martin, had walked out while Wanda talked to her Mistress, Anne Franklin. Minutes before talking to Anne, Wanda had been licking Astrid's pussy. When Wanda left that warm wet spot to talk to Anne, Astrid had dressed and left the room. Since that time, almost...
I saw her in the valet parking area of one of the big new Vegas hotels. It was like a scene out of a movie--this whole crowd of Southern gals, dressed to the nines with billowy dresses and high heels and big floppy hats, saying goodbye to a toothy blonde bride in white lace. I wasn't looking at the bride, though, but at one of the bridesmaids. She was a gian...
I knew it was a dream as soon as Zoe opened the door of her dorm building. She was dressed in calf-high yellow rain boots and a pink cocktail dress with white polka dots. Zoe never dresses like that. It really did make sense, I reasoned. You don't end up at your best friend's dorm forty miles away when last you knew you were fast asleep in your own home, in...
In these chapters Arial starts to feel guilty for hiding her relationship with Fiona and her previous lesbian affairs form her husband John. She decides she must tell him. How will he react? * The fact that Ariel had been having an affair with Fiona behind her husband, John's back so to speak had been troubling her for some time now. With her previous les...
Glasshouse Gasses Mrs. Larindale's party was the big event in Liverpool's social calendar that month. Her family wealth could be tracked back over three hundred years to when Liverpool was one of the busiest shipping ports in the world, her ancestors had risen to notoriety and fortune on the backs of thousands of African slaves, a family history that she ob...
It had been a great two weeks with Helen, I had enjoyed taking her out sightseeing in my car, places not normally seen by your regular tourists. Helen had liked that, she wasn't as much of an all-day sunbather as her mates were. The rest of her gang, soon realised that we were an item, they had seemed a bit shocked that straight-laced Helen had a girlfriend...