The morning started extra early for Bartuc. He had been in an elevated mood, but it wasn't for some magical reason. It was because of his night's with his best friend. Drinking, sleeping, eating... Fucking. And all over again! As he opened his eyes, all he could see was the damp rafters from endless years of rain, snow, and evident human up-keeping. With a...
This is a true story. The events in this story took place in April 2011 and the names have been changed. I am the husband and this story is from my perspective. Monica will share her perspective in another story. My name is Chris and my wife's name is Monica. We are both in our mid 40's and each of us doesn't have the bodies of twenty year olds but we sti...
From the early days of our relationship. My husband Bruce has always wanted me to dress sexy. He insisted on short skirts, sexy undies and stockings, never pantyhose. He didn't like for me to wear pants. If I did, they had to be skin tight. Shorts were too long, if my butt cheeks were not in view. It wasn't that it was a demand or that he was controlling. He...
Everyone in this story is (of course) over 18. Windy Swimming helped me with the dialogue. Thanks Windy :) ***** The wind rushed against James' face. He was cycling towards Michelle's house where they would play some games with friends. The group of friends always hung out and were very close. He stalled his bike in the garage with the rest. It seemed l...
I've always loved the quiet sounds late at night out on the boat while we are anchored in a remote cove or inlet. Usually, like this evening, there are other boats dotted around - both power and sail - and depending on our mood, or theirs, we will sometimes meet up with perfect strangers, rowing the dinghy across to their mooring, or they to ours, after exch...
I am lucky, very lucky. Sometimes I think I have a little guardian angel sitting on my shoulder (on my bra strap) leading my life down lucky lanes that ultimately lead to good things - good things I really don't deserve. I'm going to skip through a lot of time now. It's time to draw my story of a young lad, or young lady, to a close. Both Sharon and I att...
My Sexual Fantasies (OD Repost) I wrote this in November 2002 for my online journal on Open Diary. I'm posting this simply to have something posted. I do intend to actually write eventually. ***** I have a penis. Isn't that amazing? I also have two testicles. The flu had a stranglehold on them and killed my sex drive. But, I've since driven the flu off wi...
Cuckold. Like most young men, I would have never even considered the possibility that such a word existed, let alone the fact that I could grow up and become one. Not too long ago, the mere idea of it would have angered me greatly. I had a typical youth, surrounded by friends, family, sports, and adventure. I was a normal teenager, and leaned in to the you...
As Syndi had explained to Austin, "You aren't supposed to be my boyfriend, you're a submissive. If I want you to spend all your waking hours outside of work kneeling in the corner, naked, that's what you're going to do." Not to mention of course that Austin had been chaste, locked in his Tube for nearly four months. Syndi seemed to have forgotten about him!...
Richard's Story It all started several years ago at my swim party. I invited a few friends and co-workers over for some fun and it was about 9:00 o'clock at night. After most of them left, it was just me and my best friend Donna, she is 5'3, between a D and DD cup, and she has the best looking ass you can imagine. Her husband, Scott, a few friends and male...