This is a continuation from the story, "Sharing my Wife: A Camping Trip." The rest of that week passed in a bit of a daze. Michelle was nervous all week, as she was making her professional debut as a stripper Saturday night. She'd enjoyed it immensely on amateur night and been a big hit, so they enticed her to take a step further. She went shopping for cl...
Prologue Mutual friends who she was visiting here in Minnesota introduced us to each other. We had a few business activities in common, and I told her I would send her my resume. By mistake I included a page from my story Adult Movie Theater. She was more interested in that than in my resume. She really got off on the fact I wrote it. Dee is an artist and h...
"That is probably the most disgusting thing I've ever heard," I declared sternly, adopting a look of utter disdain. My companion, my best friend for as many years as I could remember, looked totally distraught. She stared at the half-empty wine glass on the table in front of her, unable to meet my gaze and completely taken aback by my condemnation of the ve...
Chapter 7 - Three's Company September 1978 The call came after 9 p.m., while Julie and Bruce were watching Three's Company. Julie found the show amusing. A guy like Jack Tripper, living in an apartment with two beautiful women--all single, and no one ever actually lifted a finger to touch each other? It seemed too hard to believe. She herself, living with...
-------------------------------------------- I like feedback, but prefer that with an e-mail address. This is the third story in my fantasy series about "The Teacher." I have another series about my real life experiences under the title "Women in Control." If you like this story check out my profile, and read my other stories. If you read several please con...
I was a freshman at a prestigious university, but was only able to afford the tuition and board because I had scholarships that required that I maintain consistently good scholastic performance. I was living in the dorms, at least until I could get used to the college routine. The policy at this school was that new freshmen were paired with an older, more ex...
My name is Jenny; I am married with 2 young children. I was raised in the mid west with a pretty strict male dominant upbringing. We, my sisters and I were not allowed an opinion, especially a contradictory one that went against my father's beliefs or ideas. Being the oldest I took the brunt of this while my sisters got away with much more, especially the...
Hallo to all the people who have been following the story, sorry it has taken so long for me to post this chapter. Real life has intruded. Janey smoothed her nightie down over her breasts and stomach nervously before putting on her dressing gown and doing up the buttons that were in a row down the front of the garment. She had grabbed the nightie on impu...
[This is a continuation to my story "Spring Fever". I would encourage to read the previous chapters to get the context, though not mandatory. Many thanks to AsylumSeeker for editing this story] Swati "Let me get some dessert." said Uma, as she pushed back the chair. Uma and Keshav had invited me and my husband Arun for the weekend and we had just finishe...
1.Pillow Talk It was a Thursday night in the middle of August. My wife Nancy and I lay in bed embracing after having sex for well over an hour. Actually, except for its duration, the sex was fairly conventional (lots of oral sex and vaginal fucking). But for some reason it had seemed especially good for both of us. Even though we were incredibly relaxed an...