This is a true story that has developed over the past 3 years. It is about our experiences with swinging and how it introduced us to open marriage, bi, and inter-racial sex. * I'm a career soldier and have been in the army now for 18 years. I've had a few bi-sexual experiences with friends while in my teens and early twenties, numerous one-night stand fuc...
"Honeysuckle Academy" was written along the archway below it the silver letters read, "Open Hearts, Open Doors." Megan looked around, the campus was lush with green, almost inventing anyone to spend a lazy day in a grassy patch and watch the river idly flow by. She stepped through the archway and noticed there were no roads, as far as the eye could see every...
The World of Lust, better known as Lagneía, is a world on the brink of complete destruction. People are fucking so frequently and recklessly that birth rates have skyrocketed. Humanity is quickly draining all its resources and action must be taken. Abortion clinics are overrun and newborns are just left to die. People are so distracted thinking of their next...
Andrea woke up in an empty bed again. The clock on the nightstand glowed a red 7:45 am. Andrea silently thanked the hotel for the heavy blackout curtains that kept the room nearly pitch black. She could sleep with the lights of the parking lot, or the freeway, or whatever restaurant was across the parking lot but she preferred darkness. Silence wasn't nearly...
It was cold and wet outside. The typical autumnal evening with the trees shedding their leaves in the rain soaked wind over a carpet of golden browns. It was nice to be inside. I had my arm around my sexy ethnic wife who was dressed in her pink dressing gown. She was British Asian with long legs, a nice wholesome rack and the biggest black eyes imaginable....
"Apparently, if you haven't had sex in a while, all that energy builds up and they thought you could do supernatural things with it," she heard her friend's voice laugh over her glass of a tall iced latte. Maia tried not to roll her eyes too much. "Pretty sure you're just misinterpreting that, Becky-" "It's Rebecca," her friend corrected her, mildly annoy...
It was quite an introduction to the school: a humongously hung teacher on the front lawn of the country house, his jutting monstercock flaring out prodigiously in front of him, the brawny length captured between the tits of the world-famous teen pornstar who was straddling the giant penis as it protruded through the perfectly formed gap at the juncture of he...
This story is a continuation from A Demand for Play. *** "This has become tedious." Kat slipped the rope off of her wrists and let it drop to the floor. "See? You cannot even tie a decent knot. You should inspire me. Make me feel like a true animal. Debase my humanity." Slack jawed, I stood there. My erection shrinking so fast that it seemed it was trying...
"Trisha, the Bank of America has called several times for you this past week. It wasn't a robot and the woman said she needed to speak with you directly. Something about your credit card. Probably a scam, I know, but I wanted to pass it along," Greg said while getting dressed in their bedroom for work in the morning. "OK, thanks. I'll call them back today,...
Country Life Ch. 03 Over the following months, there was no indication that anything unusual had happened when Peter had seen Sophie with her mother. Several times that winter Sophie visited, often with friends and on one occasion a young man, all about the same age. Some were college friends, some from Cheltenham days, and even a cousin, Fiona, from Scotl...