My bisexual tendencies were known by Jennifer before we married. My male encounters had been at school and later at an all male college. There weren't hundreds of guys but the sex had been quite intense and probably unusual for a guy like me I had actually had active and passive penetrative sex with a room mate I had really fallen for. He moved on and so did...
Hi friends, you read my previous story Cold Nights. I hope you will enjoy to read my this story. I am very beautiful sexy bold charming Pakistani housewife, and 38 years old. My name is Sadaf. It is real story when me and my husband(Daud) went for holidays to Jamaica. We enjoyed the first two days a lot. Very nice weather, beaches and food and obviously e...
One of my most vivid memories to jerk off to when my wife isn't interested in sex was my time with Darlene. It was my first and only time with an older woman. I was in my late 20s, 5-foot-8, a little overweight, not muscular, short brown hair, brown eyes, glasses, shy, and not confident in myself as I had only been with two other women prior to meeting her...
As always: Everybody is over 18, all parties are consenting, and this particular work is fiction. Comments are welcome. Enjoy. ***** We decided when we started our tour across country that we were off limits to each other. To that end, we had been good. But after spending so much time in a car together, we had devolved into open and honest conversation, sp...
He would be here soon; I checked the clock for the fourth time. I paced around the room; it was nice enough for what we would be using it for. The desk clerk didn’t ask questions and I was happy it didn’t cost too much. I would probably stay here tonight, even though he could not. I wanted him to; we had spoken about it several times but it had not come to f...
I shuddered and closed my eyes as Sam took me into his mouth. I knew I should stop this right now and my hands moved to push him away just as he wrapped his tongue around the head. When he flicked the spot where the head meets the shaft I moaned, and instead of pushing him away my hands held him in place as his tongue danced around my cock which was now as h...
I was finally doing it. I went to his room, stripped, folded my clothes neatly on the toilet lid and kneeled next to the door. I was giving up control just like I'd fantasized of doing a thousand times. I never thought I would really do it. Maybe I still couldn't but I was going to try my damndest. I was submitting, giving myself to Jason. ****************...
Disclaimer: *This story contains themes of an extremely sexually explicit nature. Every single character in this story is 18 and above. This story deals with everything pee. If you don't like that sort of thing, you really won't like this story.* Part 1 I hated going to new schools. They always intimidated me, and I never seemed to make any good friends. M...
At times throughout my life I've played both sides of a tried but true metaphor. It's the one about the glass of water and when my glass is half full, I'm usually happy with myself and my lot in life. I focus on what's important and go about my business without worrying about lives surrounding me. When my glass is half empty, I am unsatisfied with my life an...
Authors note: It has been interesting seeing the diverse number of opinions show up as comments to this story series. Yes this series requires the suspension of disbelief a bit more than most of my others, but then... sometimes it's good to stretch one's belief system. Remember that this whole series is about the journey this couple is on, not the past or fu...