Hello I am 39 years old, UK size 12, 34e and married to a wonderful guy. I could bore you with all the details but safe to say we enjoy a varied sexual life together. This has involved threesomes public nudity and many more thrilling adventures. I am by day the demure Laura Ashley wearing English wife, by night I am a busty sex mad slut. My first genuine ta...
Chapter 1: The Transformation I live in a midwestern university town, and there are plenty of internationally renowned experts in this and that. When a famous artist Marcelo asked my wife Sierra to model for him, she asked me what I thought. She was asking for feedback, but I gave her permission. I wasn't comfortable with it, but the "man in charge" inside...
The stone lions crouching beside the steps of the Art Institute stared impassively out at the traffic on Michigan Avenue as Cassie descended between them and joined the strollers. Her life-class had gone well, but watching Avery teach had roused her old doubts again. She'd often wondered if she should have chosen teaching instead of commercial art as a caree...
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. Sandy Craig is a busy young woman. Her life is all about her work as a reconstructive sur...
Well, once again, I've fallen in love with my characters. This is the fifth part of their story. While I hope that this story may be read enjoyably by itself, reading the preceding parts first will provide context. The reader should know upfront that this story flirts with incest. However, there is no actual incest. This story is, of course, a work of fictio...
I was 22, a college grad, and I knew my own mind. Everyone was against my marriage except for my best friend Jenny. She knew how much I loved Craig. My mother could not handle that Craig was the wrong religion. My father thought Craig would never make enough money to support me in any sort of style, since he was an artist. Craig was not going to "see the lig...
The sun was brightening the room in a haze of white gold. Tamery noticed it when she rolled to her back, her eyelids prickly with the realization that it was full day in the world outside of the bed and breakfast suite. The next thing she noticed was how her hand did not land on the warm firmness of Joshua's thigh when she reached for him. Her eyes fluttered...
My name is Kenta Ishimara. I am 21 years old, 5'7 with neat black hair and glasses. My life was, putting it very lightly, boring. Noting ever happened to me. I had a pervy lesbian sister, my dad I swore was secretly gay and us kids were the product of my mother sleeping around, like she did from time to time. They hardly ever even talked to each other, let a...
I should explain at once that my thirty-year-old wife and I really, really enjoy fucking one another. In fact, conjugal sex accounts for about ninety-eight percent of our erotic life. The other two percent is what I like to write about, though. Some of this is fairly innocent -- for example when Nancy "accidentally" displays her body to other men while I wat...
V is sitting on the couch, with both of us in front of her, as she alternates sucking us both. V gets a wicked smile on her face and tells us to hold on. She reaches over and digs around in her purse, returning with... A tape measure? "I want to know if it's as big as you say it is." V purrs, as she reaches out toward Ty. "Sure, but don't you want to meas...