Bill Griffin and his wife Sandy had been in Las Vegas for just two days when they had been invited to a private card game put on by a customer off Bill’s company. Sandy had spent hours preparing for the occasion in the hotel room while Bill worked out the last minute details with a few business associates in the Casino lounge. This would be a monumental even...
OK, in this one, Tony is a rich old man with a hot wife. He likes to show her off; she's his; he owns her. but in a bar one night while they holiday, Eleanor is kissed by a younger man, and she realises what she's been missing. Loving Wives ... hmmmmmm. This should be interesting. Still ... *shrug* Feedback, as usual, van be given via public comments below...
Myself, my wife Sarah and the man she was pregnant by, Adam, had all assembled in the livingroom to discuss what Sarah termed "the situation." Our college-age daughter Jordan had just joined us. Her mother and I had never—well, not since she turned 18-hid the nature of our "open marriage" from Jordan, and now we were not about to hide from her the unexpected...
Now, having given into the urge of wearing women's clothes, safe within the acceptance that he'd surely receive at the Happy Halloween Cross-Dressing Bash, he was excited about attending and getting dressed as a woman without being made to feel foolish or being harshly judged and meanly ridiculed. He just wanted to go somewhere that he could dress as a woman...
Sorry folks, no sex in this short story. Just a short and dirty story I threw together for my wife to celebrate two of her favorite things; Valentine's Day and the show The Walking Dead that came back from its mid-season hiatus on Valentine's Day. There is no mention of characters from the show and is not intended to be associated with it in any fashion, n...
I need to get this down before my next and last treatment. I'm a nineteen year old male, my name doesn't matter. I'm writing this down only as a reminder to myself, so if I'm reading this, it's because I've lost my mind. I've spent most of my life with a physiological problem, 'or so it seemed.' I was born during the last world war, and remember, as a child...
When we went to the bar that night, my wife was dressed to kill. She was in a tight, thin low-cut top, with a thin bra underneath. Her pierced nipples were clearly visible through the materials, and plenty of cleavage was on display. Her skirt barely covered her ass, which meant that any time she bent over, her smooth, bare cunt was plainly visible under cro...
I couldn't stop thinking about Desire'. Every night I dreamt of her and all day I thought about her. It was hard keeping my wife from finding out about the huge bruise Desire' left on the base of my neck. I had to wear shirts with tight necks all of the time for about a week. I was so horny all of the time now. In the mornings after dreaming all night abou...
Originally published in "The Discerning Gentleman's Weekly" Volume IX, number 18 Issue dated March 25th 1896 It has been some days since last I took up my pen to add to this sad and sorry narrative of shame. I could not bring myself to resume the thread, but after days of drink and despair I knew that I must return to my notebook, locked in the drawer of...
"Good morning Roger!" Elena said brightly as she walked into my office, setting the Fedex package on the corner of my desk and leaning on it with her hands, her arms intentionally squeezing her large breasts together to force even more of the soft cleavage up for my benefit. I hadn't known Elena all that long, maybe three years at most, since she started wo...