Christmas is approaching again. Before my ex wife left ten years ago, Santa was still alive and well in my daughter's imagination. I enjoyed the holiday season back then, never letting anyone forget what Christmas was really about. The last Christmas we were together we attended midnight service singing His praise. By New Year's Eve she had left, moving in w...
Geena was so mad she wanted to break everything in her house. Dave had used her, but she didn't see it until now. Actually, she didn't want to see it until now. Those smoky eyes, his easy-going laugh, how he charmed her into having sex with him. Not just one time, but many. And Geena, always aiming to please him, gave him blow job after blow job when he ra...
Sara threw herself into the Paris lifestyle. She started speaking French, started smoking cigarettes, and started dressing the part of a young, sexy Parisian woman. We were having a fabulous time in Paris. We became best friends with Sam and Janice and they introduced us to the Paris LGBTQ scene. But as much as we enjoyed that scene, Sara was becoming less c...
This is a true story- I get asked how I started being a shared wife, hotwife, slutwife, Vixen, whatever the term of the day is. Mostly my husband is writing this due to his much better memory for erotic happenings and his imagination. Today I am addicted to sex in the best way possible. I'm a true admitted slut. I've had a sexual awakening and now can't ge...
Something had to give. This once a month stuff was getting old in a hurry. When we'd first gotten together, some twenty years ago, three or four times a week of at least making it once a night was the norm. Now I was lucky if I'd get to get up close and personal once or twice a month. And it was not like we kissed and frolicked for an hour with me exploding...
Jerry looked like a sad puppy. When Katy asked him what was wrong, he started talking about the lack of activity on the dance floor when his band was playing. It wasn't really unusual for a week night but he was worried because his band was being scouted for next year's tour and an empty dance floor wasn't a good thing. Chris handed him a glass of champagne...
It had been a quiet night up until now. Working in the emergency room had always been Katies dream; although the staff shortages were forcing her to accept broader responsibilities than she had been trained for, and she worked with the constant fear that she may be "in over her head." If it wasn t for the support of her "soul mate" Cris, she would have quit...
To my friend Ais! I've always wondered what his first real impression of me was. I mean it's hard to imagine what's going through a guys mind when he walks in on a girl leaning against a shelf of assorted wines with her legs spread wide and one hand shoved in her shorts while the other hand tugs on her nipple rings. All I remember about that encounter was o...
Sunlight was streaking across the floor and its brightness forced my eyes open. It was another beautiful day of clear blue sky. I dragged myself up from the floor where I must have finally crashed out the night before. My head was numb and I shook my-self out of the death-like grip sleep had imposed on me. I became aware of other bodies stirring. Soon we w...
Chapter 1: Antonella's Dinner Date As Antonella stepped out of the bathtub and prepared for her night, she thought to herself. "My how fast a year goes by." Just a year ago, she was a high level executive at a large corporation. Then came that night when she did the unthinkable, she slept with a co-worker. "My how good it felt," she remembered. It wa...