It's hard to describe your emotions while watching your husband eat another woman's pussy. Anger, lust, jealousy, humiliation, excitement, arousal, embarrassment. All of these and more. I was kneeling on the other woman's bed in my bra and panties as she laid spread eagled on her back with Troy, my husband, burying his face in her snatch. And I was a bit jea...
My stories involve events taken, with their permission of course, from my client's case files as a family sex therapist. Lately, lots of people on this site have been sending me emails asking me to write something about my own personal experiences, an action I have resisted until now. After checking with my husband, who agreed that I should, I will reluctant...
Hmm... Not so much of a sex story as much as a love story with sexy bits and even those are hardly X rated, unless, of course, you find the whole transgender thing a turn on. It's also very slow to build. If you're looking for a quick thrill look elsewhere. Chapter One: The Change Looking back it's as if it never happened. It's almost as if it were all a...
At 18 I had a relatively steady older boyfriend (Eric) and was still having regular fun with Tony. I had kept up my infrequent fun with Jim and Alf (two older men I had met) and also had a few one night/flings with a succession of other guys. One of these men was a local Asian shopkeeper, an employer of mine who for a brief time I teased then had a few epis...
Acrobatics 2 - Mary Likes to Peek As Jack drove up the long drive to his house he noticed his elderly neighbors' teenage daughter at the fence. Mary waived politely and he returned the gesture, wondering what she was up to. He noted she was wearing baggy shorts over gymnastics workout clothing as the movement of his truck into the carport took him out of vi...
I had a teacher experience that molded much of twist in my libido. The summer before my senior year of HS my best friend and I were volunteered by his mother to help a teacher out with some painting at her house. His mom and the teacher were friends and she was tired of us hanging around the house all the time. We were both eighteen and walking pools of fumi...
The midsized town she grew up in had to have more she thought as she desperately tried get her loans for college. Jen knew that if she was accepted that this would be her chance to bigger and better things in life. As she opened the letters from different colleges she grew with joy as she was accepted into a small but prominent college on the East coast. Upo...
Barb and her neighbor Dany were sitting on the back deck of Barb's home. They had been close friends for many years. The deck was on the second floor of the house and overlooked a swimming pool as well as a view down the neighborhood back yards. They were sipping cold drinks and thinking about having a dip in the pool. Both women were in their late forties,...
The voice in her head just would not let up. "Run..run...run...run...run..run..run...run....," That's all Sherry Mitchum had heard for the past 18 years. Going all the way back to when she was a budding young track star in Huntsville, Texas, about an hour North of Houston, all the teenager seemed to hear, whether she was doing her homework, going to church...
Before the story begins, I'd like to thank my volunteer editor, adelante39, for her assistance. Aside from some glaring mistakes, she helped me breathe some life into the story as well as providing some direction for where it goes next, if it does. ***** Looking beyond the narrative came easily to Dave Hunter. As an associate professor, he had researched m...