Synopsis: To what lengths would you be willing to go to save your job? How far would you allow your wife to go to help you? One salesman and his wife find out. A 'thinking' Loving Wife story. Sex contents: Some Sex Genre: Loving Wife/Romantic Codes: MF, FF, reluctant, wife watching, swing, oral, anal, slow Originally Posted at SOL: 2008-12-13 ****...
AUTHOR'S NOTE - this is my first piece of writing for this site so any feedback is strongly appreciated. In fact, I don't even mind hate as long as you tell me what's actually wrong with my story so I can work on it... Don't just hate for the sake of it please. I couldn't really think of a category for this piece so I just chose Erotic Couplings due to onl...
This is the story of how I discovered sex, and found the best three friends I've ever had. And by 'sex' I don't just mean the normal guy on top, in the bed, blow job if you feel naughty, fuck for fifteen minutes then go to sleep, type of sex. But all the other stuff they told you not to do: group sex, sub/dom sex, outdoor sex, butt sex, lesbian sex, butt lic...
"Slower Duncan, tease me," Aiyana whimpered as Duncan slowed the pace of his thrusts into her tight puckered asshole. "That's perfect," Aiyana moaned as the rhythm matched what her desires were searching for. Duncan and Aiyana had been enjoying each other for over an hour now. Duncan likened making love with Aiyana to a symphony; slow buildups, intermitte...
Jack's jaw clenched as he drove by and witnessed Will helping Logan out of the passenger side of the car. They were laughing as if nothing had ever happened. All my careful planning, Jack thought, bitterly shaking his head, all my planning gone to waste. What pains he had taken in making sure that if he couldn't have Logan, than no one could, all that energy...
Glen held his throbbing shaft in his hand, stroked it a few times and guided it into Meher's tunnel. There was just the slightest resistance at her verge when he entered, but the whole passage opened up like a fresh envelope opens up, on blowing into it. Glen and Meher were living out a challenge at the Mansion 'Eternal peace'. She was tight at 22. She clu...
These days I go to museums as much to look at people looking at art or photography as to look at works of art. It isn't that I don't love art because I do. If I go too long without standing before a Lucas Cranach, or Rothko, or Beckmann or a photo by Francesca Woodman I feel the absence as a real physical ache. Watching people encounter a long-cherished wo...
Preamble Hi, and thank you for choosing to read my history. I hope you will enjoy it. If you choose to read one of my proper stories, please be kind enough to give a score at the end. This helps me to gauge the popularity of my work. If I may - I usually like to suggest one star each for: Composition & Use of Vocabulary, Readability, Plot, Drama or Hum...
It was a sunny Saturday afternoon and I was at a loose end and feeling bored. With nothing else to do I decided I'd wander down to the mall and do some window-shopping. Only window-shopping as I was too broke to actually buy anything. Now there was no way I was going to the mall dressed in a sloppy fashion, so I got changed before I went. Seeing I was in a...
For graduation from high school her mom and dad had bought her a Cinelli Gazzetta Della Strada touring bike. It was light weight and high-tech. She put a bike rack in the back of her old Toyota pickup and spent most of the summer participating in bike rallies and competitions. Emily was a month away from her twentieth birthday. As a former cheerleader and g...