We both left when the party was dwindling, having enjoyed our hosts' hospitality in full measure, my wife thoroughly drunk, I less so. Our neighbor has a talent for keeping a wine glass full, but it was one I had grown used to - and one my wife takes full advantage of, though she more than occasionally pays for it afterwards - not with regret, exactly, but a...
This is Chapter 2 of the Story of Marci. She's a lady discovering her sexuality in ways that surprise even her. I suggest you first read Chapter 1 to fully understand this chapter. This is a work of fiction. No characters in this story is real, I make no pretense that they might even exist as real people under other names. All characters in this tale are ov...
As most people seem to like knowing something about the participants in a story here is a little bit about us. I'm 40 years old, 6' tall, medium build, with long blond hair and blue eyes. Katy, the love of my life, is 38, 5'3" tall, with dark hair, gorgeous brown eyes, 34C boobs with nipples that protrude through about any shirt when they get hard, and a sha...
Brad looked about the club wondering where in the hell they kept the loo in the club. Certainly if they had every other bodily function going-on or being seen-to around here; logic would dictate there should be a place where you could go to the toilet nearby, or at least that's what you'd think! That was the nagging problem with all these oh so artsy type cl...
Dave and I were looking for something different to do for the evening. It was a very nice summer evening, so we had dinner and drinks outdoors at one of our local small city establishments. There was a very good band playing great Irish tunes there. While we ate and talked, we decided to go to Providence to walk around afterwards. Later while walking, a pla...
Disclaimer: The following story is not intended for minors. If you are offended by sexually explicit material or it is not legal in your place of residence, please close the document now. If not, I hope you enjoy my attempt at entertaining you with stories of my adventures. * In the previous chapter, I described my first adventure to an Adult Bookstore as...
Five XXX actresses. One man. A bedroom in a bedraggled Hollywood Hills mansion. Outside, a low-budget porn was being videotaped. Wearing my birthday suit, I rehearsed with one of the ladies for our pending scene. I harkened back to how I'd arrived here: An ad answered in a local porno rag. An audition in an adult actress' apartment — a live Internet fe...
Let me start out with some background. My wife Jan and I had a quick courtship and marriage, due to the high hormone level and sex drive in both of us. Our first real date was four days in Tahoe, where we spent about 18 hours a day fucking in bed or else somewhere nearby. After a few weeks courtship, much of it spent horizontally, I quickly proposed. Jan is...
Do thoughts, dreams, and fantasies count as crossing lines and boundaries we set? Does getting caught up in the moment and not realizing what happened until it's over count as crossing lines and boundaries? Or does it take planning and a conscious decision to act that crosses the line? At this moment I can't reconcile if it really happened or a compilation o...
She wanted one so badly! "But they're all so expensive! The good ones, anyway," she murmured to herself, absentmindedly pressing back a few errant strands of her long, strawberry blonde hair. Numi looked again at its image on the computer screen. Her eyes, in some lighting situations taking on the color of rich, warm honey, traced the contours of the devi...