Welcome back, dear friends. My husband begs me to thank you all profusely for allowing me the time to deal with certain issues between us that required my urgent correction. But now, without further ado and preamble, I would like to describe for you, as promised, a typical day in my life, as it has evolved over the years together with the person who is witho...
I own a small hotel in the high north woods near a ski town. I'm not going to tell you which one, my clients demand their privacy. It's one of those things that they've come to expect. Somehow, the people who need to find me always do-not just the basic, gotta have a room on short notice crew with an SUV, two kids and a foresight deficit. I attract the right...
Jo chuckled as the man in the sharp business suit looked hastily away when she looked up and caught him staring at her legs, again. Her 'Rupaul' legs as men with a history of watching men dressed as women called them, or her 'Naomi' legs as the newer ones to the scene seemed to think. Both divas had fabulous legs; Jo didn't mind being compared to either and...
I appreciate all the great comments on my story "Making My New Wife a Slut." After that October, Vicki was willing to fuck anyone I asked her to. Understand, however, that we didn't do this every day or even every week. But over the next three months I watched her fuck four different guys, including two guys who tag teamed her after a New Year's Eve party. B...
The following is a true story told to me by someone who I believe very much. * Some years ago, I took a job where I was one of the youngest people at the company. At 24, many of my co-workers were old enough to be my parents. Because of this many of the "older" women used to like to flirt a bit with me as I assume this made them feel good to be flirting w...
I had been watching the calendar, counting down the days when I would have my next appointment with nurse Sanja. She was in my thoughts a good deal of the time and my imagination would often run wild with what pleasures she might have in store for me. Although I was trying to reduce my masturbation habits in order to be extra horny for her I wasn't always s...
The Enos Farm on Hard Scrabble Road in Trenton Falls, New York wasn't a large one, but it was productive enough back in the 60's that Ted Enos had to hire a farmhand when the work proved too much for him, his wife Evelyn and his daughter Becky. Since the pay wasn't much, there weren't many people that wanted the job, and while Ted didn't think the only pers...
In all erotic stories you read about nasty fantasies that people choose to share with you. How many is just a fantasy? or are they stories played off as fantasies? A friend once asked me why I didn't try to write something in the romance area, the reason I do not is because I've never known much in the way of romance. To be honest kinky sex really hasn't bee...
February. Blizzard-like conditions. Snow piling up faster than I'd ever seen. And cold! Thank God for my office, just down a flight of stairs in my home. I'd canceled my appointments for the day, both those I was to attend and the ones with people coming here. The only person I couldn't reach was the woman from Theater Direct, but I suspected she'd been sto...
A few side notes: Before you read this, let me explain. I was on holiday at my grandparents house over in Ireland for about 2 weeks. I hadn't masturbated (yes, I am a guy) in a week when I started writing the first part of this story. I used to get hard whilst writing this but I put off the idea of cracking one off, as I really had nothing to hand to avoid...