As evening fell, we knew our picnic had to come to an end. Gathering up the containers and waste, we packed them in the picnic basket, and e walked hand and hand silently back to her car. When we arrived, I said, "Holly, you've really worn me out the last three days. Would you mind taking me back to the hotel? I need some time to recuperate." "I've got so...
Author's note: the author expresses his appreciation for the editing efforts of user Outrabutterfly for making this an easier reading story. Actually my day had been rather ordinary and boring up until then. I was doing some shopping, both for merchandise and visions of lush ladies, when I stopped my cart. I had attempted to turn my cart around a floor-to-c...
After the first time it’s so easy to fall into a pattern. Margeaux would come over quiet often after that and we would share her, John and I. Whoever wasn’t fucking would watch. John especially loved to watch us. We didn’t always have the three of us fucking simultaneously, but it was more than enough for John and I. My guilt over my affairs was gone and he...
A month passed in bliss, despite Helen's razzing and Danny's utter disbelief that I'd taken an actor for a lover. How continental to have a man to fuck whenever I wanted, however I desired. Sometimes Ioan talked, but not too often. I was afraid he'd get too close and find out my secret. So we discussed his brother and sister, his friends. I met Rhys, his b...
Happy Birthday to Me Okay, this is the first "Loving Wives" category story I've tried so a couple of comments before we get into the story itself. One of the things I've noticed in browsing through this category is that most of these stories are written from a distinctly male perspective, with the male partner primarily as the voyeur, sometimes the instigat...
Angela's life had once been easily defined by two words: pleasurably uneventful. She had grown accustomed to being bored ever since her husband had died in a plane crash ten years ago. Michael had been a pilot for a private airline and as such had flown the rich and famous through the skies for his entire adult life, earning him and his college sweetheart a...
Author's Note: This is the story version of a comic script I wrote based on my original story. It follows the same plot though some changes were made. It is also based on the illustrations done for the comic. Two follow up comics have been completed and there will be story versions of them, forthcoming. ***** The garden surrounding the pool was verdant and...
This story is covered by copyright and may not be copied, re-printed or placed on any other website without permission of the author. * * * * * I'm writing this story for reasons only important to myself. Tomorrow I will be forty years old. My story, however, begins nine years ago when I was thirty one.. My name is Jessica. I've been happily married for...
When my apartment was being painted and decorated, I decided to stay with Trisha, one of my longtime girlfriends, so I wouldn't be inconvenienced by the smell and dust. She lived several miles away, with her 22 year old son, Danny. I was excited to be staying there, because she was very well off, and had a sauna and Jacuzzi in her personal gym, and it would...
Heather enjoyed football games. The food, the pageantry, the excitement, the athletes! They were so fit, so strong, and so.. strong... It was as if a cloud of testosterone was unleashed when these games came up, and she really needed support to keep decent usually games. She would get so wet. So when her friend Jane invited her to a party for Big State's f...