We cooled it off for most of the following week, getting to the beach each day at lunch for an hour or so, but otherwise it was rather uneventful. On Friday I gave C a sheer white g-string to wear and it was quite the sight as she walked along the lakeshore. Even from a few feet away it was quite clear that she was sporting a bald beaver and her slit was fai...
Gloria was home alone one Saturday evening and chatting online with Robert. They were talking about there recent hot encounter and were discussing when they all could get together again. Robert asked, "Hey sexy baby, when can we all get together again? I cannot forget that last encounter out of my head and I just have to have your lily white cunt again." G...
This is a story of how my lovely little wife got into fucking and sucking big black cocks and how we have changed since that wonderful event! The story below is how it all started: The Beginning: Windy, my wife of fifteen years is 33, blond curly hair, green eyes, freckles, and build very well with a lovely round little ass. I am several years older than h...
My wife Saundra and I used to swing when we lived in Ohio, but had stopped when we moved to our present location. Mostly the suspension of such activities had to do with the kids getting older and the onset of the AIDS epidemic - mostly it was the kids. They had gotten to the age where the oldest one now knew what sex was, and suspected that her parents "did...
We had recently arrived in San Antonio, Texas and were anxious to make some new connections to enhance our swinging lifestyle. Beth, my sexy wife of 4 years, had enjoyed exploring new sexual horizons at our previous home in Miami. She had always been adventurous and it made our sex life more fulfilling having her as a willing partner in various sexual fant...
Author's note: This story was inspired by the lovely English actress Christina Cole, and her performance in the movie 'Marple: Murder at the Vicarage'. * * * * * Late one Wednesday afternoon during the last week of July, 1952, I was sitting at my desk in my room at Oxford. I was trying to concentrate on an essay that I was writing that was required by Frid...
Author's note: This is the third in a progression of stories I wrote under my previous, and now strangely inaccessible name, Phobos&Deimos. ("Going Down?" and "Suddenly Sapphic") It is not essential to read them first to enjoy this story, but it will provide a little background and I wanted to give readers a heads-up to my other work thus far... Enjoy. * *...
Kari was already at the Donovan’s, She and the children were swimming and laughing and having a good time. Mr. Donovan would not be home from work for at least and hour, Mrs. Donovan should be there soon, it was still going to be a little awkward, despite what was said this morning, Kari had began to think to herself, she wasn’t sure how Scott and Sheila cou...
For the past six months, Sandra French had been carrying on a secret affair. She adored her husband and felt tremendous pangs of guilt every time she was in the arms of her lover, but the sex was simply too good for her to end the relationship. When her husband went out to his twice-weekly poker games, Sandra would call her lover and wait with an impatience...
Mindy and I have been married for almost 3 years, and on the outside, it looks like any other random marriage than you chance upon in your life. However, the secret to our marriage is that Mindy is a devout slave, a sexual toy for my perverted mind to utilize. We aren't one of those couples that are openly in an S/M relationship, because it will affect her w...