*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-check. You have been forewarned; expect to find mistakes. *.* After her friend, her girlfriend's rejection, Gracie sat in her car and stared blankly at the rear door of the sto...
It started innocently enough. We had subscribed to the playboy channel in the hopes that watching the soft-core porn would spice up our own love life. One of our favorite programs was "Electric Blue." This erotic series started with a gloved hand softly touching a pert little titty. Although she did not admit it to me at the time, this soft woman-to-woman to...
That was our last night at the Topkapi Palace. At the time, I thought it would be a few months, and then we should be back to normal; I could not have been more wrong. The morning following our night of passion, the Sultan marched south -- on the Damascus road. We said a tearful farewell to the ladies of the Seraglio. Calliope, the mother of the Sultan and...
That special night, with the banquet, the English poet, Will, and what had occurred between myself and my beloved Jess, afterwards, lived long in my mind. As things transpired, it was the map to the future that, at that time, I could not have imagined. The English would not return to Istanbul for three months. By then the potential heir to the Empire, the s...
'There is one solution,' Calliope suggested, when we were discussing the ambitions of the Circassian women, who aspired to control the Sultan. Irene, the statuesque blonde who had ensnared him, and was carrying his child, was scheming to replace the Sultana, and we were wondering how to block her ambitions. I asked the Sultan's mother, Calliope, what she th...
The door opens and she is standing there, as usual, wearing her luxurious gold satin robe and gold high heels. With the door still open, I reach out and undo the belt and gently push apart the flimsy material. I watch avidly as her dark brown, heavily swollen belly comes into view, topped by her enormous, chocolate brown breasts. They are rising up out of...
My husband gives me his usual bullish fucking, then gets up to leave. I lie in bed listening to him use the bathroom. The shower clicks on, clicks off. His shaver clicks on, clicks off. At 6am precisely the buzzer trills; the car is here to take him to the airport. He's running late. I hear him bumping about and swearing and he leaves without saying goodbye....
It was Valentine's Day weekend and my wife and I had made plans to meet a couple that I had been exchanging emails with. We had recently begun visiting a new adult couple club about twenty minutes from our home. It was a nice club with two levels and adjacent to a major hotel chain. I had my wife wear a gold sheer lace blouse without anything on underneath a...
Kathy************** When she came home from the gym, she immediately logged into Twitter. She had an anon (an anonymous account where none of her followers knew who she is) on it where she could be herself, talk about the USWNT (United States women's national soccer team), and how they were all her wives in her mind. She could be open about the fact that sh...
I eagerly followed Celeste home, making sure this amazing woman didn't get away from me. I spent the entire drive to her house thinking of our hot encounter, and I found it very difficult to concentrate on the road, to say the least. I felt myself soaking my panties again, just remembering the way she had worked her tongue over my body. Finally, she turned...