My wife and her friend G have grown more inseparable over the past couple of weeks. As the holidays approached, G's husband increased his hours at work, leaving her plenty of free time. The afternoon visits between my wife and G grew into the occasional "girl's night out." To tell the truth, I am glad to see my wife enjoying a little bit of the life she gave...
In the dream, I push through the double doors into a wide ballroom bigger than any room I've ever imagined before. At least, I think it's a dream. It feels like a dream; my legs feel like they're churning through warm water with every slow, languid step, and the sounds in the room have a distant, echoey quality. Like they're not really happening. I hear the...
Author's note This chapter is a bit different from the rest. There's no hot sexy action, in fact there's no action at all. If that's what you're looking for look elsewhere. Rather this is a coda, an epilogue. I felt I had taken the story about as far as it could go but needed something to round it off, to provide closure. So, here's the final part of Lisa...
We decided to ride in loose-fitting summer frocks instead of knickerbockers, slacks or shorts. Sophie said how relieved she was to get out of her uniform for a change, as it made her feel stuffy and frumpy. I told her that I rather liked her in her uniform. Of course I did not divulge in which way I liked her. I read a naughty book when I was younger. I use...
Sex with Laila was always dirty, but when she whispered in my ear mid-fuck that she'd be wanting my ass next, my pussy clutched itself around her hand so hard I expected her knuckles to come out bruised. I rode out my climax, my fingers lost in her raven-black hair as colours collided in my brain, my muscles flexing to the rhythm of her last strokes inside o...
So, you want to know about Alice huh? Yeah, I’ll tell you about her. Shit, well, Alice was the kind of girl you could sit with at the bar and just by the way she held herself, you could tell she was a messy cook. She’d flail her cigarette, coming close to singeing the person next to her. Grabbing her wine, she’d make her point and simultaneously red drops wo...
I live to travel, and like nothing more than immersing myself into a new exotic locale. The change of scenery gives me the opportunity to experiment outside the box, and try something I might not usually do. At home I might be a modest dresser, with a demure, reserved demeanor, but on vacation I'm free to be whatever I feel like. No consequences, no regrets....
My thanks to Patricia51 for her invaluable input. The story wouldn't be here, without you. I had come home from the gym, and surprisingly found you at home, slumped on the sofa, a cup of coffee standing neglected on the table, the newspaper scattered over the floor. Knowing you were working on an important project, I had not expected you until much, much la...
Jessica awoke dreamily, pleasant but indistinct memories of the dreams that had entertained her sleep and left her feeling happy and buoyant for the day ahead. She glanced across at the image of beauty beside her, reaching out to run her fingers through the hair cascaded across the pillow. Yes, today would be a good day she decided. And so she should start...
A few months ago, I dated a girl who was everything I could have asked for sexually. She was raw, she was passionate, and she liked sex even more than I did. We had planned a weekend getaway together. It wasn't really a vacation but just a couple of days where we had no obligations, and we were going to use every minute of it in bed. We had booked a hotel ro...