This is the continuation of an email correspondence I had with a woman named Sharon Alderson. If you have not read the previous parts I suggest you go back and read from the beginning to get the full background. This conversation includes elements of wife swapping/sharing and group sex. If you don't approve of these behaviors and you still read on anyway the...
"I'm early," she discreetly whispered to me as we stood up to welcome our friends who had just come through the restaurant doors and saw me waving to catch their attention. I didn't really have time to process her statement before our friends, Rob and Amy, approached our table to greet us. My first thought was confusion, and perhaps I misheard her. Our frie...
Tracy Wilcox wove through the stream of pedestrians, intent on catching the next subway and arriving early to the Mid-Manhattan branch library. She hoped to make a good first impression without seeming to have tried too hard, a precarious balancing act that brought on two changes of outfits before the normally self-assured young woman felt ready. She'd settl...
“Mrs. Hunter, I hate to tell you this, but you smell of cum. At your own daughter’s rehearsal dinner. What would Kimmy say?” “She’d say she wants her turn at some hard cocks. In fact, Wendy, she said that just before we left the church.” “Well, you might want to dab on some perfume, Eric’s Mom is headed this way.” “Greta! How nice to see you. We hardly ha...
NOTE: This is the concluded part of this story. I thank for the comments posted by the readers. Definitely yours comments will boost me to improve my writing. Somebody asked me to find some editors. I tried this story and send it to a voluntary editor with his permission. But even after two months I didn't get any reply from him. May be he shouldn't find tim...
Paige McCullers surged gracefully through the water, as sleek and fast as a dolphin. The small fatty bumps, a sign of early puberty, that had once plastered her thighs had vanished long ago, to leave her with legs smooth and shapely and muscular, like the rest of her body toned and firmed by countless hours in the pool. She swung her arm round, kicked her le...
Author's note: This is just a fun little romp, nothing serious. It shares some elements with the "All for you" series, because this story started life before I wrote those. I hope it's a little enjoyable. Comments welcome. Constructive criticism welcome even more. ~~~~ The girls looked less miserable now they were warming up in front of the campfire. The...
It was the kissing and cuddling, really, that made it all so special – that and the fact that he was her first extramural lover in over forty years. Kissing and cuddling were sufficient unto themselves so far as she was concerned – and if they led to other interesting things, or if such things came as an aftermath, that was just extra. Lying there in the i...
I wake up groggy, like coming out of a fog. For a minute, I'm not sure who or where I am, as the dream is so vivid in my memory. I feel the ache in my heart as well as the ache in my body, both yearning for something not there. Damn alarm clock, it always interrupts my dream when it gets to the best part. I lay in bed reliving the dream, savoring it just a l...
It began over the internet. Ironically she was the one who had made the first contact. His posted erotic stories on his website had seized her like an array of magnets and over time they pulled at her so relentlessly that she felt she had to reach out to him. One evening, sitting before her monitor trembling and wet after reading his story she summoned her c...