The evening had been just what we'd both needed. I'd been putting in day after day of working on my novel for every waking hour, typing away behind a closed door and neglecting my wonderful wife Bonnie, and doing nothing to help with chores, bills, or decisions. She was ready to scream, I knew, but had restrained herself somehow. Meanwhile I was beginning to...
It's quiet as usual in the library as I put the returned books back in their rightful places on the shelves. It's Sunday evening, just before closing and I allow my mind to wander, knowing the building is, and will likely remain, vacant. I always find it amusing to imagine the person who checked out each book. I select Maximum Ride from the cart and immedi...
My wife Marnie is the perfect wife. She is very loving and very sexual-and she has a great ass! Not just a nice ass, but a great one. She loves it when I play with it when I'm taking her from behind, and at times, she loves it stuffed with a toy while my cock is in her pussy. We have a very playful sex life. I have been pestering her to indulge my fantasy to...
Soon after moving in with my then girlfriend (now wife) Cathy, we soon settled into our daily routine. Always leaving the house around an hour or so before her, she always saw me off by the front door with a hug and kiss. What she wore during these farewells varied as to how far she had prepared her makeup and things. One particular day, she arrived to see...
The Teacher Calls Ring, Ring. "Hello. How are you?" I recognized the voice, and my heart skipped a beat, it sounded familiar but I hadn't heard it in months, since the day I'd stepped off the train into the Amtrak station. "Hi. I'm doing fine." I relied, the surprise evident in my voice. "Do you know who this is?" she asked. "Yes, it's Lara." I respon...
Sarah felt the coolness of the sparse coarse grass on her naked back, the softer coolness of the air on the insides of her bare thighs and the contrasting warmth of the sun on her breasts and belly. She was lying naked among the dunes by her beach house... Soaking up the sun on the grass covered landward slope and reveling in the daring freedom of public nud...
"I had another one of those dreams last night." I said it in an unconcerned way, as if everyone had dreams like these. "Really?" Jack was interested. Since the medicine change, I had been waking up "wild eyed". I kept telling him I was having frightening dreams. So I thought today would be a good day to tell him what they were about and why I thought it had...
TONIGHT As much as I enjoy cooking paella, it's a lot of work to make it, and cleaning up afterwards is such a pain in the ass. I was standing over the sink, putting a lot of effort into scrubbing the skillet, when Kristin sauntered over to the kitchen and arched herself back against the marble countertop, watching me for a few seconds as I labored at the...
Introduction: I deliberately left the ages vague, but it should be very clear that no minors appear in this story. If you are looking for slap, spank, slam, bam action try another story. Nothing to see here; move on. The eroticism is of a more subtle sort in this story and the actual action takes place off the stage, sort of out of sight. Please let me kn...
Often I've wondered why the only thought to stir my sissy cock, some 40 years into life, is the vision of a hard, throbbing, blue veined cock arched just before my eager lips. Was it the spiked heels I pranced around the house in younger years or perhaps the love for the pale yellow slip I stole from my sister and wore secretly under my jeans and shirt while...