I had always admired her body. There was something very sexy, very erotic about the way she carried herself. Her shoulder length brown hair danced up and down when she walked. She was 29, but didn't look any older than the 18 year old girls my age. Her breasts were small, but firm. She had very dark brown eyes that emanated a "cuddle me" look if you stared i...
Jill sat on the couch and watched as her parents bustled around, gathering up her older sister Becky's things for the trip to the airport. Her sister was on break and had come to stay at home for a few days. It had been a happy coincidence that Jill's 18th birthday was during this time. They hadn't gotten to celebrate her birthday together the previous year...
First let me thank you all for the votes and emails. And as I've said before, this is not meant to be the next great novel, so if that's what you're looking for, I'm sorry to disappoint. I started it wanting to do a running chronicle that spans years like a soap opera, so it may never actually reach a satisfactory end for some people. With that in mind, if y...
Dear Readers, Thank you for reading "My Man, My Marine, My Lover!" and for giving such wonderful feedback on the story. Many of you were kind enough to leave comments and send messages asking for more to be added to the story. So much so, that I couldn't resist visiting "Brat" and Brian again. So here is "My Man, My Marine, My Lover! Part 2" as requested....
I hope everyone enjoys part 2 of the story. Please vote as 5's are great. Please send positive/constructive comments back. * * * * * After the threesome Becky and I had with my best friend Mike, I was excited about the thought of having my fantasy fulfilled now. After all; Becky did promise me that we would have another threesome this time where the third...
In the spring of 1956 an 18 year old high school girl named Linda wrote a series of letters to her best friend Becky. I happened upon these in a hidden compartment of an antique credenza I was restoring. The compartment also contained pictures of the girls. I read the letters with a great deal of incredulity. The suggestive content was not compatible with my...
The morning after I fucked my husband's golfing partners, Ray and Brian, I received a phone call from Brian's wife, and my good friend, Sonia. This was not an unusual occurrence - Sonia and I met for coffee around once a week - but, guiltily aware that I still had traces of her husband's semen in my womb and bowels, my conscience whispered that she knew some...
This story is entered as part of the Halloween Story Contest 2012 so please be sure to vote if you like it. Love to hear your comments on this personal experience. Thanks. This is a true story about the first time I opened up my marriage to new sexual experiences -- of course I've changed some details to protect identities. First some background... * My...
Driving home from work Tuesday evening, Brian finally got it. He finally had the perfect present for Lainie's 30th birthday. "I don't know why I didn't think of this sooner, but its perfect," he said aloud to himself as he navigated rush hour traffic. "If I set it up just right, she'll have no clue until its too late." He dialed a number on his cell phone...
The weirdest day of my life began when I slept through my alarm and my dick woke me up. When that happens, it's doing the thinking that day. It was Friday, it was my birthday and we were going to get laid. I was driving to visit my girlfriend, Karen, at her university. Karen had made me promise to not jerk off all week and I'd reluctantly agreed knowing ther...