This story may not be very revealing but it is absolutely true. It also doesn't contain any sex so if you're looking for slut wife, group sex, and those type of stories please don't even bother reading about this adventure. Recently my wife T and I decided to take an AMTRAK train ride since it had been many years since the last time we'd been on a train. We...
Thanks for picking this story to read! This is part 2 of a true story - the first part appears in "Lovely Lynn at the Nudist Resort" so probably best to start there. ***** A few weeks went by since the day that I met Lynn, and she and I sent a few text messages during that time. Some messages from her were fun and flirtatious and some seemed a little coole...
A commissioned story for George and Veronica B, shared with permission. ~ Empty chairs circled a raised platform set upon the polished floor, on which cushions and thick blankets were arranged. The space was large, with white painted walls. Halogen lights shone down from the ceiling, illuminating the small stage and smooth concrete of the surrounding floo...
My intense desire, and uncontrolled need to be recognized as a true slut started to become a reality in earnest on Sunday in December of 2016. The genesis of this need is unknown but increased exponentially as I reached 40. Perhaps irrational, but nonetheless always on my mind, and becoming more dominate and controlling each day... the need to be openly reco...
"When you're naked it's hard to think of anything except the fact you're naked." Accepting the proffered glass of wine, I'm sure I tilted my head slightly. Men are odd creatures, but that statement about being naked rang true even for the sane gender. At least it did for me. "I mean if you're wearing, I don't know, briefs or whatever, it seems possible to...
As I indicated, I had mixed feelings about my soon to be wife "dating" this old man. On the one hand, she came back from her nights out feeling horny and I was the lucky recipient of her sexual readiness. On the other hand, my fiancée to be dating (and I could not think of this in any other way, despite Linda's attempts to cast these outings in a less threat...
I woke up just after two, with my right hand in my panties, my pussy obscenely wet, and tried to figure out how much of what I remembered was real and how much had been a dream. A really good dream. No, it had really happened: I'd watched my brother Scotty go down on my best friend Angela, then watched Angela suck Scotty's dick, all while they were watchin...
How am I going to change in here, Garima thought, as she looked at the wooden washroom door which had a few gaps in it. She warily glanced at the door of the washroom and then at the man seated on the floor. She didn't trust him not to peek through the gaps if she started changing in the washroom, there was no way she could change till she could be alone in...
It was Valentine's Day and my girlfriend, Pamela, and I had arranged to go out for a nice romantic meal that evening. We had, luckily enough, managed to get a reservation at a local restaurant and so I arranged for a taxi to collect us from her house. Pamela was three years younger than me, and last month we had celebrated her eighteenth birthday. I had bo...
CHAPTER 1: EVE'S WINDOW Monday 1830. Eve closed her chipped and peeling green front door and the hall light came on. I steadied the binoculars on the window sill and focused on her bedroom window. Would this be a night when she drew the curtains straight away or would she have a shower first? This was the problem when I had the house to myself. I couldn't...