I gaze down upon my fellow man slaving for his currency, humbled into a submissive relationship, twisted into a melancholy lifestyle, deflated into unfilled potential. When lowly men think upon genus they fall in line with the pitiful masses paying such wasted homage upon Einstein, Mozart and the like. Simpletons all, always following talking heads seeing ev...
This is one of those fantasies that could never happen, until you least expect it. My wife is the sexiest woman in the world. But even knowing that, she manages to surprise me. It was actually the kind of evening that most guys would dream of anyhow. No kids around and a great dinner with two beautiful women. Lilly and India had become good friends, mostly...
"Hey, we need to talk," was the greeting I got as Cindy woke me the next morning. Bad things zoomed thru my head. Oh, God, no, I thought, not the we need to talk talk. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and was greeted by a bright-eyed and pony-tailed Cindy. Free of makeup, full of glee, she looked much younger than her 32 years. Until you notice she was wea...
All characters involved in this story are of at least 18 years of age. All characters involved in this story are original creations of the author. Any resemblance to any real person, place, or event is purely coincidental. Please do not post anywhere else without author permission. Thank you! ***** I won't lie, I had reservations about the plan. To seduc...
(Connie, Yvonne, Sarah, and Tipton were real people, but this story is not what really happened. Just what I wish had happened.) Reputation. That was the name of the game for most of the women at the small university I was attending in 1970. You either had a bad one or a good one, and your whole future depended on which one you had. The Sexual Revolution...
NOTE: Contains sex outside of marriage. If you don't like it, then move on. And for god's sake, don't comment. Also, in real life, my wife's English is not as good as my writing, so you'll need to imagine as she's talking in the story. ***** I suppose the best way to start this story is with a little bit of chronological history starting about 15 years ago...
Day 1 They were partners like any other couple, both worked, shared activities and talked of goals equal in every way except one. The bedroom when it came to their sex lives; Avril a red head with cute girlish looks, large breasts and sensitive nipples was a insatiable submissive who loved to be tied up, teased and humiliated privately. Bobby was taller, th...
(To enjoy this story fully, please read the chapter 1 first. I have tried to translate the Hindi dialogues to English but it is very difficult to translate the exact meaning of Hindi dialogues.) * After few minutes of panting and caressing each other, we got up and cleaned our-self and laid together once again. "Wah Mausi maza aa gaya, aapne to kamal ka...
I am a self-confessed sing -along junkie. I am so addicted to it, that I have my very own magic-mike karaoke system at home, that allows me to sing along to literally hundreds of songs at a push of a button. My karaoke system is also special, in that it has a built in scoring system that rates your performance from 0 to 100 and, therefore , lets you know whe...
Chapter 1: Eric's View Sweat poured down Eric's brow as he put down the heavy, brown, cardboard box in one of the empty rooms. Well, at least they had been empty up until a couple of hours ago. Now the small apartment was rapidly filling up with many similar boxes as they completed the move. Eric swept away the perspiration from his face and began walking...