***Disclaimer. This is my first ever erotic story. Please let me know what you think and if you'd like me to write another!*** ***** I laugh, taking a shot, grimacing at how strong the alcohol is. Claire sits back, looking smug as I have to drink the tequila for failing my dare. It's late in the evening and we've been drinking for a while. What started as...
Chapter One When I met my wife, Susan, she was a sweet, toe headed girl who seems entirely too nice to be in the bar that I frequented with a group of buddies, we were all there for one reason, get laid. I had gone up to speak with her for just one reason, she just seemed out of place. Out of all the freaks and sluts, I'd met there; she was a shining star i...
"When the lights, go down, in the city..."! One of Liz's favorite tunes screamed out of the 48 year old speakers on Liz's 1964 white Mustang convertible as she and Claire sailed down the old country road. Claire raised her head, watching the large trees whipping by as she flailed her arms in jubilation and joined Liz in a sing-a-long. "You know who I feel l...
The week had been pure hell. Work was driving me up a wall, and I was beginning to fear that I would soon lose it. I had enough stress to supply the eastern seaboard for life. Anyway, it was Friday night, and I wanted to put the week behind me. I picked up dinner on the way home, and fought my way through the evening traffic. My wife Anna opened the door a...
I walk from the hotel to one of the town's bar districts a few blocks away. It's around 10:00 and the sun has set all the way. The city would be dark if not for all the lights promoting beers, drink specials, dance halls, or the mere fact that places are open. My wife is in one of these bars. I don't know exactly which one. She has this fantasy where she goe...
It was a typical Saturday of March 2007 in the suburbs of New York for the Walsh family. Young Mark was in the family room sitting on the leather couch watching T.V. Mark was channel surfing and was keeping himself occupied with programs here and there. Mark's parents, Adam and Danielle Walsh were in the kitchen and discussing how rude and out of control Mar...
It was the end of my Junior year at Princeton University. I had made only a few friends in those years. The University of course was full of the best and brightest from around the world. An Oklahoma farmboy myself, somehow I felt substandard to the group dynamics. I was a biology major and while I continued to get excellent grades, it was not without endle...
Chapter 01: Coming Home Clarabelle drives home with a bit of a headache. She stops at a stoplight and closes her eyes for a moment. She tries to block out the day; the whining kids, the pathetic excuses, she just wants to get home. She opens her eyes just as the light turns green. After another block, she stops again at a red light. Trying not to let the fr...
After taking the dildo out from her wet pussy Claire moves herself back to meet myself. Sarah pulls my knickers down and Lucy holds my cock in place as Claire pushes herself onto my throbbing cock, she moves ever so gently backwards and I slip slowly into her pussy. I'm in heaven. As Claire moves slowly my wife gives her approval and tells me to enjoy it. I...
"Do you remember Carmen?" Claire asks me looking over from her laptop as we sit on the couch. I reach over and pause the episode of Star Trek I've been watching. "Let me see. Who was she again? Was she the one I fucked while she ate you out?" I say, pretending like I don't remember. "You don't remember?" Claire asks and looks at me with confusion and surpr...