Lost in Eros Book II: The Forest Tracking Tascha Don scrambled down the last gravelly decline and looked frantically about for any sign of Tascha. Now that he had finally managed to come down from the area that had been separated from the river by a steep cliff-face, Don found himself in a lightly forested, grassy hill country, through which the river ran...
I woke up with a pain in the neck. Sleeping on the couch was uncomfortable for me. The pain was quite intense in the beginning, but of late, I was getting used to it. 'Am I becoming a cuck?' I wondered. I went to the kitchen and made myself some coffee. I breathed in the aroma of the coffee as I sat and drank my drink. I grabbed my phone, and sent a text to...
To those readers that are sticking with my writing effort I apologize for jumping from category to category but it appears, from feedback, that I have still not found the right one so lets try the group sex section as the next instalment of the story does involve a gangbang. and bukkake. This is a continuation of the story I posted in the Exhibitionism cate...
I finished my tea, gave Alan a tight hug and after one last sloppy good-bye kiss, I started walking back to the car, back to my dull, sexless marriage, back to reality. That was six months ago. And in these six months, Shane had not changed a bit and neither had the sex with him. I was still desperate longing for someone to satisfy me. I tried dropping man...
When they got up from the nap, Dan and Vicki sat down for some lunch. This turned out to be sandwiches, but the better quality kind with good ham and Swiss on whole wheat bread with plenty of mustard. Naturally, some mustard stains were likely to happen and they did to Vicki. Her sundress was ruined until it could be washed, a cycle that would take a while....
This story was inspired by the Bob that I met in a bookstore that got away! Brwneyedwitch70 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "His name is Bob and he's a regular but a very cranky old man." Summer said as she pointed out a handsome older gentleman that entered the book store. "Oh." I replied. There really wasn't much more I could say since this was my first da...
I'm a 54 year old happily married man, at least almost happily married, you see I have a problem. It seems that after my wife turned 50 she lost interest in sex. It doesn't matter what I say or do, it takes several months for her to figure out I need a little loving. What I get after several months of begging is a really poor attempt at a blow job. I remem...
What a gorgeous day! Indian Summer was at its peak. Most of the cottagers had gone back to work, our kids were in school and we were having a grand time paddling through the lakes not far from home. We had set out around nine that late-September morning. I was in the front of the rented canoe, my husband Brian commanding ship from the stern. Our good friends...
Gabriel prefers to be called Gabriella at night and on weekends when her real preferences come to life. Olga is his wife. Daniel, virile, strong, and masculine, was forced to become Danielle. Gabriella sweetheart, you made my heart skip a beat earlier this week. I had posted some pictures for you to admire. Immediately you recognized them as being Danielle...
It was a Saturday afternoon, the high tide of buying and selling at the Nimitz Road Flea Market. I walked straight through the entire lot towards stall 137, where Sheila kept her shop. When I got there, the door was pulled down tight, and I could hear strange noises coming from inside. In two seconds I knew what the sounds were, even though I had never heard...