Late in life, our four protagonists discover group sex. Like a hungry person at a feast, they gorge themselves! My name is Joel Vincent. My wife's name is Claire. We are high school sweethearts, married 34 years. Our longtime friends are John and Amy Bolt. We attend the same church and live just down the street from each other. Over the years, we shared bab...
I had butterflies in my stomach as we pulled into the parking lot of the nudie beach we'd seen the day before from the highway. We'd spent the evening touching each other and sharing fantasies about what we planned to do to each other in the sunlight today, and now was the moment of truth. I stepped out of the car, and I could feel my legs tingling in antic...
A few minutes after six the doorbell rang; Bruce opened it and smiled at Kathy. "Come on in," he said. Keeping her at arm's length, he said, "Let me look at you." She held out her arms in a model's pose and slowly whirled around. She was wearing a fitted royal blue short sleeve dress with a white flower print pattern. It had a button front and fell to mid-...
A damp London Winter evening. I'm toying with my Scotch when your unmistakable form bustles into the hotel bar out of the wet. You are a little flustered, escaping from the downpour, getting your bearings in the unfamiliar locale, but you pull yourself up short when you spot me, and compose yourself. I watch you take a deep breath and approach my table. I st...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Since my first Hayley story was so well-received last time, I thought I'd write another one down since I had the idea floating around in my head. Please comment if you enjoy and feel free to check out my other stories and comment on them as well. -- The show had long since been over, the band having spent the last several hours partying in...
Brenda tried really hard to focus on work for the rest of the week, but it was so hard. She knew Helen had seen the video and she'd worked out that Helen knew that she knew that Helen had watched the video. So it was now a waiting game to see who approached who first. Brenda decided that Friday morning would be the time to make her move, if Helen didn't make...
To the editors: The story below contains italic and bold formatting - sometimes both together - which should be preserved within the completed story. I have highlighted the affected words, phrases and symbols in red to make them easier to find. A series of five centered asterisks seperates the story into "sections", and this division should also be preserved...
Charlie Bigg's big black right hand gently pushed on the small of Kiki's little back, bared in the revealing satin dress, as he guided her through the evening crowd around the dance floor and toward the door to the VIP rooms. Charlie looked natty, in a very expensive, very dark green suit that perfectly suited his deep coffee complexion and a pink shirt that...
Baldor Woodbead straightened his back and clenched his teeth. Being summoned by the Master of Assassins didn't always or even commonly end in inhumation. Most students survived. But most students at the Assassins' Guild School were aristocrats. Scholarship students like Baldor were seldom summoned to Lord Downey's office. Scholarship students had a hard enou...
The short synopsis of this story to date is included below, but reading the previous chapters may help. Also, in this chapter, I explore something that was recommended by a reviewer. ***** This is the continuing story of a cuckquean, my wife, Ann. She had been reading cuckold stories on line and decided that she was a cuckquean, a kind of female cuckold....