After my divorce, I was a little gun-shy about relationships, but did quite a bit of casual dating. This was the golden age of online dating, when decent sites were free, tons of people were on them, and you could actually meet people. I was living in the south at the time, and attended church fairly regularly, so mentioned that in my profile. One of the re...
This story is unusual for me: a series of interconnected vignettes. Not all are entirely uplifting, or equally erotic, but I hope you find the result satisfying. There are fantastic elements but it doesn't feel like a good fit for that category; as it's short, I placed it here mostly as a catch-all. Enjoy! * * * [i.] She hadn't meant to lose the path. Ju...
Let me start by saying I love teachers. Many of my dearest friends are teachers. Y'all have a depth of patience that I cannot begin to fathom. This story came about in 2014. Several nights in a row the news told me of some new case of a teacher messing with a student. Ten cases, eight were perpetrated by females. Even as I wrapped the story up news broke of...
I was at the top of the stairs and was heading for the bathroom when I turned my head to look along the dark hallway in to our bedroom. There was my wife with her white towelling robe wrapped round her rummaging through her chest of draws for underwear; she lifted out her black and red thong that matched the black Basque with the red roses on it. My heart sk...
A lot of people, especially men, think marriage is the end of everything. That old ball and chain, and all that jazz. What if I told you it doesn't have to be like this at all? My name is Ayaan Mubarak-Rutherford, and I'm a happily married Muslim woman living in the City of Toronto, Ontario. By day, I'm just a mid-level manager at the corporate offices of th...
Phillip scanned the beach constantly to monitor the children. Their three daughters were easy to spot because they had inherited the genes for blonde hair from their father as well as their mother. They looked like triplets that had been born three years apart. The youngest child was even easier to keep track of because he had only recently learned how to cr...
Chapter 1: Hilary makes new close friends Hilary took off early from work that Friday evening. Two maids had cleaned up the house but she wanted to inspect it. She had grown very fond of Jay and Dianne. And the fact that Rob was against them, because of their complexion somehow pleased her. She remembered all too well the stupid things that Rob had always t...
Chapter 2: May Note: This story is the continuation of The Gift so it will be easier to follow if you read that one first. With the party reaching its climax with the announcement of Jeff's yearlong gift the girls all left leaving just Jeff, Hannah, and myself. I could tell that we were all nervous so I poured us all a round of drinks. After several minut...
Oh Shit! I'm going to be late again. This was my thought as I rounded the last corner leading to my apartment building. It was 3:25 and my wife Helen, had told me to be home by no later than 3:00. Her sister Tammy and her husband were joining us for our traditional Thanksgiving dinner and they were bringing Helen's nearly 90 year old mother with them. Our d...
I'm addicted to cum, the taste, the texture, the smell, the stickiness, everything. And I have my wife to thank for that. She'd read somewhere about guys eating their own cum from the pussies of women they'd just fucked and what a powerful aphrodisiac it was for the women. Not so much the men because if you are a man you know that for all good intentions in...