"Are you finished, darlin'?" Ioana heard the voice of her boyfriend coming from their bedroom and she could almost hear his impatience from the way he was basically begging her to finish her preparations and finally join him for their three times daily sex romp. But wasn't it more fun to tease yourself and your partner and delaying the inevitable fuck fest a...
So I took out one of my work colleagues from Mexico who is in town for training. I did the usual thing of taking him around the standard tourist sites and then off to have a classic local cuisine meal. Then he wanted to go dancing to a live band/clubbing. So I took him off to a whiskey bar I know of that has a kick-ass house band that plays everything from c...
(This story is written in the view of a husband whose wife falls victim to the infamous professor Royer and his mind-controlling device. This is the fourth part. Thanks a lot for the feedback on the first parts, I appreciate it a lot and try to use it to improve my stories :-) As it was not possible to submit hardcore photos, I asked a friend to create some...
Boarding first, John and Mike settled into their seats in the Business Class section of the 747. Mike looked around and it didn't look like any business class he'd seen before. Apart from a few empty executive seats at the windows, the large sofas in the middle of the compartment, and the mini-bar which was hardly mini, he had never seen a Business Class wit...
It was a fairy-tale 'fuck'...or rather it was supposed to be. An interlude with a gorgeous woman for a brief moment in time, where neither party expected anything more than a laugh or two, good company shared and bodily pleasure indulged, without concern for judgement past, the need for explanations or inhibitions. The ability to walk away without over ana...
This is a story about how I ended up eating creampies from a colleague and helping her marriage in the process. * I work with a very attractive your French girl called Nicole. One night after work we were in a group in the pub and she and I had stayed a little longer after the rest of the team had left. We were both a bit drunk and the conversation had st...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
I think it will be best if I start by telling you about myself - of course noting to give away my identity but enough to give you the background. As a married, professional woman from a North African country, giving away my identity may mean the end of my marriage, career, and repute, in short, my life. But giving the background will help you follow the stor...
Having visited the same doctor since I was a child I knew inevitably the day would come that he would retire. The letter in my hand confirmed my thoughts. I never contemplated all the intimacies that patients and doctors share until the prospect of finding a new doctor was upon me. I wasn't having any medical issues, but it was 3 months past my annual exam...
I was twenty five, and he was twenty nine. We were coworkers, and I guess you could say that he was my superior. Was he married? No. But he had been with the same girlfriend for nearly eight years. I would be hard pressed to put my finger on exactly why I liked him, but I did. No, "liked" is the wrong word. "Wanted to fuck his brains out" would have been muc...