Many thanks for Tim Mears for helping to edit. Great job. ***** Early into my second marriage, my wife, Lynn and I began to open up more about your past sex lives. While having sex, we each felt much braver, found it much easier to blame it on the moment. I learned that my wife liked to read spicy paperback novels in bed. When I came to bed later, she woul...
It could have happened. Sally and Janet were high school classmates and best friends through college, and for what seemed like forever. They were both in their early forties. Sally, lost her last husband about two years ago due to a work-related accident. They never had any kids, and after the accident, her husband's company settled with her, for over two...
A Porto Rican Blow Job at the Zoo, Hogarth the Disco Star in Tel Aviv, Goldie, the Israeli Tranny and a brief mention of My 2nd Wife. "They" say there is no pussy like Jewish pussy. That always seemed like a stupid thing to say, "They" must be idiots My second wife was a Jew and her pussy wasn't any different than any other woman's; there were better, there...
You have asked, my Lord, how Your precious jewel became so knowledgeable in the art of love…as You know, when she came to You, she was not untouched… Hear then, O my Lord, the Tale of the Houri, in which she explains her life before You graced her with Your attentions… My Introduction to Pleasure I was always a precocious child; curious and lively. I grew...
"Hello, honey, I'm home," Allison called. LW poked his head around the corner from the kitchen. "Just a minute, sweetie, the quiche is at a delicate stage. Sit down and rest; I'll be there in a jiffy." Allison sunk down into the sofa and smiled. The busty blonde was looking forward to one of LW's famous foot massages. After a day in 4" spike heels, she coul...
Part 5 -- Feather "See you on the train then; and for Wednesday evening?" The guard had asked at the end of the long hot Saturday. It did not occur to Sally to say 'no.' What could she do if she had wanted to say 'no' and, actually, it had been a very good day. She was his plaything now, she knew that, but it was not as she had expected. Sally only just h...
I was awakened by early morning sunshine streaming through a slit in the curtain to our motel room's window, still spooned against Chelsea's warm body. I couldn't help but smile as my mind replayed the previous night's lovemaking. I pulled back a few strands of golden hair and the tip of my tongue traced the outline of her ear while my hands gently caressed...
This story is inspired by a recent flight and a young woman whose legs were too long and skirt too short to by flying economy class. It was an enjoyable flight. "Miles are you ok?" Simon asked. "Yes. I was miles away," Miles chuckled, "poor joke, sorry." They were in the steam room at Holmes Place in Chelsea, an early morning ritual on the way to the City...
Mark and I first met in elementary school and we've been pretty much friends for fifty years since then. Over that time we've often had conversations like the following: Mark: "Man I am so jealous of you." Me: "Oh boy we go, what now?" Mark: "Well for starters your rugged good looks, even as we close in on sixty, women still fall all over you." Me: "Mark...
My name is Sheila and I am, what most would consider, your typical working mom. During the day I'm a National Accounts Manager for a large insurance brokerage firm. At night and on weekends, I assume the role of wife and mother. While some might say that my life is boring and routine, I am very proud of the life that my husband Tom and I have built together...