Blondie Goes Black in New Orleans Hotwife's hubby finds her a black gangsta stud My wife, Blondie, was thirty before she had sex with her first black man, as recounted here in an earlier story. We had been swinging since she was twenty-five, but it had taken a long time and a lot of quiet persuasion to overcome her Deep South upbringing to the point whe...
My friendship with my best buddy Adam goes back to high school; we had done almost everything together since then. I had even played matchmaker when I had hooked up his now ex-wife at a club when my own future wife had been with her. Both women had been freaks in bed back then; at one point, we had had a foursome over at Adam's cabin, a weekend of pure, s...
Chapter 16 -- Dominant, submissive...so hard to decide Making Gary my bitch Paula got to the theatre early Thursday and got dressed and did her makeup. There was still at least an hour before the curtain went up. She knew Gary would be waiting for her in his dressing room. She knew his cock would be hard too. She could just imagine the thoughts going thro...
They shared email addresses so they could communicate better. Christine got an email that night asking if she could meet him in his office at nine-thirty. It didn't say why. Just short and to the point. So she tried to look extra pretty for him that morning. She knocked on the door. "Come in, it's open. Hello, Christine, lock the door behind you. Something...
Raegan made another attempt for the window. She got all the way to it, but before she could open it his hand grabbed hers and whipped her around into his body. His embrace held her tight against him as he unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them down. Once they were off he pushed her on to her bed, and began to squirm away from him. He grabbed her foot and pulle...
My husband and I had never done any swinging before but had talked about it many times. It was just kind of a fantasy thing that we shared. Then through a friend of ours, we were invited to what was billed as a swing party although it turned out to be more like an orgy. The party started out mildly enough. Val, our host had only invited couples. We kept to...
The wind was light as Betsy made her way over the dunes of the Fort Fisher State Park on Pleasure Island. The sun had gone down cooling the night air to a temperature that was bearable at last. The ocean was calm with a gentle rolling surf washing ashore at her feet while the wind caressed her body through the thin material of her summer dress. It was her ti...
Being eighteen has been the most exciting time of my life. The last year of high school, doing fun stuff legally - except drink, of course - and looking forward to college could not be more exciting. The only downsides were missing my father, who was killed by a drunk driver two years ago, and my boyfriend Brandon sent to Europe as part of our school's exch...
I let out a content groan as I settled back and let my head sink into the pillow. With my eyes closed, I could feel the warm sunlight streaming through the cracked blinds and onto my body. It warmed my naked skin as I lay there feeling as relaxed and happy as I could remember. I opened my eyes and gazed down at the top of my girlfriend's head as she lowered...
Beth had no idea after a week at her new job as secretary that she'd be down on her knees with her mouth full of her new boss's cock. This was so unlike her, not to mention akin to the flimsy, lurid plot of a cheap porno. But nevertheless here she was, in Kevin's office with the door shut, her hands cupping his full, heavy shaved balls, her lips and tongue d...