There I was, a good, middle-aged, middle-class white wife, with a husband who fucked me from time to time in the privacy of our bedroom. I was happy and normal. Diary: My name is Melissa, I have been married for 12 years and I have recently found that my sex drive far surpasses my husband’s. He makes me happy but there are times when I get so horny I could...
Meet Karen Ambrose, a six-foot-tall, blonde-haired and green-eyed, chubby and plain, fifty-something white woman living in the City of Amarillo, Texas. Karen is like those typical Karen types seen on the news. She is nosy, full of herself, entitled, and obsessed with her neighbors. Karen has recently entered therapy due to her problems, and her doctor has su...
I began noticing him weeks ago. He came into the sandwich shop every day at 1:25 after most of the lunch crowd had dispersed. I would watch from the window as he came from the high-rise across the street. He always had a copy of some financial newspaper under his arm. He wore an expensive suit and I surmised that he must be a financial consultant of some kin...
----- THE MORNING AFTER ------ I woke up in the morning, actually it was noon, Angela was still sleeping. Lots of thoughts were travelling my mind, some are arousing, some are confusing, some are even disturbing. What worried me the most were the probable consequences of last night's events. Yes I always had the fantasy of sharing my wife with other men,...
It was her lips. The first thing I noticed about her, was her lips. That was several years ago, way back in high school. Both of us were new at the school, and having just enrolled, we'd turned up there on the same day. Her lips were so extraordinarily sexy… Not the thick, glossy model's-lips that one typically imagines, but petite, yet luscious lips – exact...
Kim and I stood in the kitchen chatting while we were making a couple drinks for ourselves and getting a couple beers for Jake and Matt. My stomach was doing flip flops as I was fighting off the urge to shove her against her kitchen counter and slide my tongue into her mouth. I'd never thought too much about being with another woman until just recently and...
"To Max with my eternal gratitude for showing me the meaning of eroticism" * * * * * I would like for you to join me as I explain my journey into the world of fantasies, passion and teasing that began the season of my life that I prefer to call my "Mad Season" of which I would not change for a million dollars. Who would have thought that through a chance r...
She was beautiful. He remembered that being the first thought that occurred to him the very first time he laid eyes on her. She was only two inches shorter than him, if even that and her long, light brown hair framed her face perfectly as it cascaded down around her shoulders. Her body was one that only the most envious would call "full figured" in that snee...
As told to Just Plain Bob by Mrs. Hottbutt I began noticing him weeks ago. He came into the sandwich shop every day at 1:25 after most of the lunch crowd had dispersed. I would watch from the window as he came from the high-rise across the street. He always had a copy of some financial newspaper tucked under his arm. He wore an expensive suit and I surmised...
My dreams, my fantasies had come true. Who would have thought? I mean one night stand with Teresa (call me Terry) of all people. At the Olympics in the Velodrome of all places watching the track cycling finals. Is that just coincidence or what? The girl in the office where I worked - a very large office and whenever I had tried to chat her up there was a...