This is an exchange that I had with my "pal" Katie, who is an English 40-year old graduate. We both got quite excited writing this scenario together, as you might imagine. Katie: I was in the kitchen with William. You popped by, supposedly to talk business with him. You let yourself in through the unlocked front door and were surprised to see me kissing...
This is a fantasy. Any similarity between this story and any actual incidents are pure coincidental. I had always regarded my mother-in-law as a remarkable woman. When I first met her, Barbara was approaching 50 years of age. She was, and still is for that matter, a vivacious, attractive and intelligent lady. She had held down a busy and demanding job for...
My friend Phil was the quintessential bachelor not getting married until he was nearly forty, thirty-seven to be exact. He owned a gym, drove a new Corvette convertible, and was a regular, every night, at all of Boston's hot spots. Friendly and personable, Phil knew everyone and because he was such a popular guy, everyone wanted to be his friend. Every weeke...
After our bold adventure, Jill and I continued to escalate our discussions of her having sex with another man whenever she and I were making love. We included the young man she had flirted with on the dance floor in our fantasies. Each time they became more and more wild. Finally, I convinced her to think about somebody she knew personally and fantasize abou...
It had been a typical Wednesday night at the bar. A few regulars sat at the bar stools slowly drinking themselves into a stupor after a day’s work or whatever they do before they come in. A random table of coworkers still dressed in business attire drank their gin and tonics and laughed periodically throughout the night. There were a couple of ladies, maybe...
I can hear someone sobbing "Take it out! Please take it out!" Over and over. I realize that even though those words are being spoken on the video tape that is being played on the TV in the cheap motel room I'm in, they are also coming from my lips as well. I feel an incredible burning in my ass as I struggle to free myself from my bonds and relieve myself of...
Jim and I sat up in bed with the sheets covering us, embarrassed. I was embarrassed and I was also worried about losing my job. "Ernie, I -" I tried to explain. "Never mind," he said. "The two of you just get dressed and come downstairs. Katie, I want to talk to you when you get yourself proper." Ernie shut the door behind him and allowed us some privacy...
"Mr. Vincent, your fantasies are in no way abnormal, what you describe is simply a cuckold fantasy," Dr. Mitchell Latreille said calmly as he looked at his patient, Luke Vincent. The tall, burly and muscular, thirtysomething Black man leaned back on the couch, and stroked his goateed chin. A thoughtful expression filled Luke Vincent's handsome face. Not for...
This story is part of a series of short stories I wrote about Anita and her boyfriend Jason. This is someway into their relationship, but if you enjoy I will post others in the series. Anita walked through the house making sure everything was ready for the return of her boyfriend Jason and his friend Gary. Having decided she wanted to have sex with them aga...
There is an art to sharing these stories that I haven't quite mastered yet. How much detail is too much, how much is too little? How relevant is the backstory, or is the backstory just filler before the fun? The backstory to the beginning of this tale is long. It involves a semi-friendship, friendly and not-so-friendly gambling, and a fair amount of alcohol...