Cold. The first thing to slip into your mind. Very cold. You feel groggy, eyes heavy, your body a block of granite. You try to shift yourself, moving only slightly, awareness starts to come back. Like waking up from a sleep so deep you could have been jumped on and you wouldn’t have stirred. You’re laying on something hard, metallic, an operating table?. Def...
Chapter 4 -- The Plot I move my hand over her warm, nearly bare buttocks. I massage her, kneading her skin, almost gently, as if I were smoothing in a creamy lotion into her skin. I playfully pick and nip at those blue, nearly-thong nylon panties. I feel her shudder, and moan, and try to swing away from my eager hands. I give her ass a quick, sharp *slaaaa...
It seems as though there has been a lot of chatter in the Loving Wives comments section recently regarding the rarity of swinging and open marriages, and the doomed outcomes of those arrangements. The majority opinion of those who have commented seems to be that open marriages and swinging are not very common, and that couples who engage in such "alternative...
Of course, I had to break down and tell my husband about my misadventures with the nipple ring, since I had to explain why he was no longer allowed to come anywhere near my nipples for the rest of the summer. I was looking for sympathy, but got laugher instead. Oh well - that's what I get for trying to take initiative. He decided that perhaps I wasn't very...
I followed Clara's anxious gaze down my torso to my cock. Well, to where my cock had been. What was there now, standing rigidly upright and looking for all the world like a weapon ready to lay waste to a city (or my poor fiance) was a towering shaft of veiny, pulsing meat. It was, and I swear I do not exaggerate this, 18" long and as thick around as a Coke c...
(Author's Note: The historical and archaeological details are generally accurate, but not immune from narrative anachronisms or oversimplifications. You'll learn a little bit about Roman culture and history, but nothing too educational.) ***** As if taunting me, a crudely gargantuan phallus had been etched into the lefthand side of the bathhouse doorframe....
I am a clinical sexologist and I work for an hospital in Rome (Italy). I decided to write this story after the "particular visit" I had few weeks ago. It's something which cannot be a subject of discussion with other collegues of mine but definitely I believe the readers of this site will understand me. The visit I've been taking few surveys about sexuali...
It's the landlord and her sister, natalie, who lived in the apartment next door. It's more the sister, the thing with the landlord- well that's for another time maybe. It was obvious that I keep to myself and don't interact a lot with people and the neighbors. As a my closest neighbor, Natalie seemed to worry about the shy guy who usually kept to himself....
I had been active of the net for a long while. I had hundreds of cyber buddies. I had kinky ladies that I chatted to about outrageous things. I even had a cult following on the forum. I was even respected. Yet I was so afraid! Against all my better judgment, I had agreed to meet one of my cyber mates! We had been chatting for over four years. I backtracked,...
My phone rang. I looked at the caller display and it was James, calling me, as agreed at 7pm. It had been a few days since I'd had the pleasure of fucking his wife Penny. I had been the first man, she had fucked in the 10 years since her and James had been married and my special treat, which they had suggested and I had agreed to do, had been to fuck her bar...