Katie was wearing her evening gown, a long black number hugging all her curves in just the right places, accentuating her exceptional physique and, low cut as it was, drawing a line across her breasts at the front leaving ample cleavage on show for leering eyes...and there had been a significant amount of those already. The back of the dress was open all the...
Chapter 1 Discovery "Hello Jim, hallo Sandra. Fancy meeting you here!" Perhaps they should have noticed the coastal path that came out right behind the rock behind them and perhaps I should have waited a little more time before greeting them. The words came out just like that, rather like I had seen the semen begin to leave Jim's body just at the very mome...
Dante Davis stepped out of his chair and stretched his legs. The athletic shorts he was wearing exposed the deep, dark brown color of his skin and the taut muscles just underneath, having been strained and fatigued by a rigorous workout regimen just a short time ago. His sleeveless muscle shirt bestowed similar compliments; his toned, thick arms revealed the...
It was a cold night. The rain only made things worse. It was almost zero degrees. Any colder and it would have been snowing. I could see my breath. I needed to hurry inside before I caught a cold. At the moment, I was living with my friend, Cici. I had just finished my teaching program and obtained a job as a call in substitute teacher at a school nearby. T...
This story is a spin-off from the mother-son story "East End Lovers". Readers don't need to know that series at all as this story is self-contained, though chapter 6 of EEL contains some cross-references for anyone interested. The story takes place in London at the end of the seventies. The language and activity is more restrained than in EEL, reflecting Sue...
I'm a divorced white guy in my forties, but I had always had a thing about Indian and Pakistani women, or for that matter almost any woman with long dark hair and dark brown eyes. Living in a large city with a large immigrant population meant plenty of opportunity to look at them, some of them fairly westernized and integrated, working in regular jobs, but m...
My wife Carol’s 39, I’m Ken her 61year old husband, we’d been married for 21 years and I’d been her first and only sexual partner. I’d had a vasectomy after our daughter and two sons were born because we couldn’t afford to support any more at that time. Our youngest had just gone away to university leaving none of our children at home. Because the home was...
Bernhard was finding it very hard to concentrate on his work today; it was that special day of the month. He couldn't stop thinking about his lunchtime appointment which was causing pleasurable anticipatory stirrings in his loins. They usually met at lunchtime on the first Tuesday of the month and she had never forgotten yet, but there could always be a firs...
This story is completely true. It was the start of years of nudity and fun. As we have got older and children have come along this has slowly changed but I sincerely hope that we can one day resume. We lived in a small town for nearly 10 years. Like all small towns there is not always a lot to do, if fact there is seldom much to do. One tends to have to mak...
About affairs - other than being fun, they tend to be messy, may lead to problems, and can really fuck up your life. So, because I hate fucked-up, messy problems, I avoid all extended affairs. One-night stands, alternatively, are perfect! You rarely have to use your real name, can try on any personality you feel like wearing, and can lovingly ask for a num...