As everyone knows by now I like to show off my wife's pussy. What I did to continue the joy of exposing her is talked my wife into joining a nudist camp with me in the middle 1970s. It all came about when I got a call to do some work for a camp about 15 miles from our house. My wife and I went there to see the job using the directions we were given. I didn'...
Mistress Fatuma Suleiman looked down at her latest slave, Sadiq Kadir. The burly Saudi man howled as the Somali dominatrix's other slave, well-endowed Somali stud Mohammed Mokhtar thrust his big ebony cock into the Arab man's asshole. Mistress Fatuma Suleiman watched the hot male to male action, fingering her wet pussy with one hand and stroking her thick bl...
I kept fiddling with the documents. I don't even know why. I mean, I wasn't nervous. Why would I be? Somebody yelled, "Westing!" I jumped. Guess I was nervous after all. Dr. Hammond beamed at me as I sat down. I tried to smile at him. Personal charm, that was the thing; a smile, graceful posture. I tried to look delicate. I must have failed miserably, bec...
I don't remember becoming awake, only aware. The smooth glide of my skin under my hands, down my ribcage, across my hip. I am so fucking smooth and soft there in the indentation of my waist. The press of my hand feels the bump of my hip bone pressing firmly into that hollow just above the joint. The spot you would grab to hold me firmly in place while fuck...
The following is based upon a true story with exaggerations added to enhance the story interest: I write love songs so here goes. ***** Story: Kinky voyeur husband-Watching the wife seduced- It all started one day when I made the mistake of bringing a big, handsome, rouged looking friend home from work with me that looked like the twin brother of my wife'...
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The bar was quiet. I had expected here to be a few more hotel residents taking advantage of the cool breeze in relief from the unusually close evening. I sat with a cold glass of wine at a small round table near the edge of the terrace and watched the light disappear. The change from light to dark coming so very suddenly despite my watching. She caught my e...
The tears trail down my cheeks as the song trails off; the last mournful tones slowly fading into silence. Ah, I'm such a sap. I open my eyes to the dank interior of a bar as I quickly wipe my cheeks, hoping that nobody's seen me cry. It's been an okay day, but sometimes I just need to hear sad music to tip me into a place where I can let the frustration out...
Everyone is different, when we lay to slumber we visualize different things, dreams, and nightmares. These force-filled images have the power to hinder or inspire the trek down life's path. But where do these sparks derive their seemingly infinite power, our imaginations do require energy. The power to choose, to be, to do, to create the traits that of which...
DISCLAIMER!! Obviously, this is all my own work and in no way affects the creators of Boston Legal. They aren't my characters, this is merely a totally unofficial piece of fiction. This story is set during the first season of the television series Boston Legal. Out of court settlements: Pt 1 The young lawyer was furious. Her entire body was shaking with...