Her bangles jingled as Priya walked down the stairs. She wore a new royal blue and black two piece formal sari that her aunt had bought her for the occasion. The top was black and highlighted in gold, showing deep cleavage and her athletic stomach, similar to how a sports bra fit. It had thick straps that ran over her shoulders and a strap running across her...
This is a work of fiction. I am not an old man and neither am I a woman. I have no hands on knowledge of spanking and very little of BDSM. I apologise if there is failure in the detail. Any similarity to persons live or dead is purely incidental. Enjoy and thanks for reading. CH2 June 2020. Lockdown week Thirteen Two days later there was a ring at Sarah d...
That evening with Dee had left quite an impact on Piper and I. The motivation was so high after that night we immediately figured out that a couple weeks later we could take a long weekend trip to visit her. The days between then felt like they dragged on forever, but Piper and I talked every day about it, which led to some incredible sex as we relived some...
Good friend put a move on my wife one evening, and she didn't stop him. This is fiction. There were a few real incidents that were the root of this story but nothing quite like this. This story contains sex between wives and men who are not their husbands, and their husbands approve of the liaisons. If you don't like that type of story, then stop now a...
All sexually active characters in this work of fiction are aged 18 years or older. ***** I love skiing. I was lucky enough to live overseas with my parents for a couple of years and during that time I fell in love with the sport. Unfortunately where I live in Australia we're a long way from any snow. It's also really expensive. Fortunately my parents a...
Lytta paced back and forth in her room, it had been almost six days since she had last spoken to Sean or Michael, she missed them both terribly, but her mind was filled with uncertainty, she was worried about what would happen if things didn't work out, would they force her to stay with them, make her life a living hell and sabotage everything she worked so...
Spreading my legs, I carefully whisked away the remaining blonde hairs with my razor until I was bare as the day I was born. After weeks and weeks of planning, the day had finally arrived; my husband Dave had left on a business trip to China yesterday and I was "home alone" for two hot weeks in July. I've always dreamed about being naked outside…clothes lo...
Don't worry if you haven't read parts 1-3 (although I recommend that you do!). This part of the story is pretty self-contained, and all you really need to know is that Karen is an estate agent trying (very hard) to sell a house, whose owners are heavily into erotica, domination and lesbianism. This part of the story doesn't feature them; but it contains a lo...
Chapter Eight (Emotional Landmarks) (Sorry this chapter took longer. I enjoy all the fun of being bipolar so I have good weeks and bad weeks) **Lying to your partner is like masturbating with your nose; sure something will come out, but will it be what you want?** The hardest part for us wasn't finding the courage to approach our targets, but was not loo...
Sara sat alone in the small restaurant/bar of her hotel trying to concentrate on the book she had been reading while waiting for her meal to be served. She was still upset over her friend not keeping his promise. He had made her visit unbearable and rather than argue with him another day she had left and gotten herself a room till her flight out Sunday night...