A couple of months later the two of them sat in the front room of their semi-detached home on a Saturday afternoon, enjoying a cup of tea together. Since that night when Yvonne had first shared her kinky fantasies with him, Bruce had found himself again and again asking her to masturbate to her fantasies in front of him. He didn't understand in the least wha...
I had used the fantasy of my wife being fucked by other men in our lovemaking for some time. At first she was hesitant about joining the fantasy, although she clearly 'got off' to it. I say 'lovemaking,' although Sam has never really been into what I would call lovemaking; - a good hard fuck, anywhere, anytime, certainly, but lovemaking, not my wife's style!...
Berkley furniture was a manufacturer of fine hand made wood furniture and Alec Conyers was one of those who did the making. He was fifty years old, tall, and strong with big hands that looked clumsy but were in fact very delicate and skilled with wood. His specialty was work on hand carving table and chair legs and much of that work began with placing a long...
I had initially considered posting this for the Holiday contest, but Murphy's Law (and endsems) ensured that I could not get around to writing it till now. Credits to my editor zoyiab. Anyway, vote, comment, and send private feedback to let me know what you think of it. ---- Karen Carmichael had always been somewhat of an enigma. She was one of the most t...
Mary had tears streaming down her cheeks, mascara stained lines told Sara she had been crying for some time. ”What’s wrong?” Sara asked softly as she tried to comfort her friend, hugging her on the porch of her 19th Century home. “H, h, he’s left me,” sobbed Mary. “H, h, he fucked me and as soon as he’d wiped his tiny little dick, he left me, for some who...
This is a true account of my wife and how she has blown the top off our marriage and sex life. We are a happily married couple in our late forties. We are empty nesters and that has provided us time and privacy to explore our relationship. I think the change began about five years ago when we took a vacation to Jamaica and ended up on a nude beach. My reser...
It was a rare night out for them. In to town, a meal, a few drinks and a dance, finally to the casino for a turn on the roulette wheel. She was wearing a new zebra print skirt: short and tight, emphasising her butt. A pair of pointed toe black boots, which reached to just below her knee, leaving between the skirt and boot a stretch of tanned thigh. Undernea...
There was no doubt in my mind at all. It was Mrs. Robeson, at first it flashed into my mind that it was just someone who looked a little bit like her. Curious, I wandered over by some very large stone pillars that were obviously a decoration for the hotel, the potted plants I stood behind were plastic also. From that vantage point I could look up to where...
Middle Age Sugar Baby - Mom/Son Ch. 01 My name is Kathy. Most of these stories stand alone, but you may want to read the introductory story first to get a better background. The stories focus on my midlife journey as a sugar baby. They are inspired by real life experiences, but are still largely a product of my imagination. In other words I took literary li...
Home Alone There was nothing worth watching on TV and every song in his iPod had been played re-played and shuffled a hundred times. Even surfing the web was boring tonight. Just then a spam ad popped up on the screen of his laptop that promised; Thousands of horny housewives performing live on their private web cams! Free! "Free? Really? aw,what the hel...