Thank you to Angel Love for editing my story. _______________________________ "Maggie, It's Mr. Safran. I was wondering if you could babysit tonight. Sorry it's short notice, but my wife is out of town, and I have a dinner to go to for work. Would you be able to come over and watch Sarah for a little bit?" "Of course Mr. Safran. What time do you want me t...
She was trying to be sympathetic. The voice on the phone was by turns emphatic, subdued, was male and not obviously drunk but she could tell he'd been drinking. "...I called because, because you know the players, you know what I'm up against, you know what I'm going through..." "...again", she thought as the voice rambled on. "You called me because you k...
I'd been living with Ted for a little over a year now. We get along great and I can say I'm truly happy. It was just past the holidays when he had been exhibiting some stress, and upon asking him why, he confided both his parents needed care. His mother was ill and living in Florida while his father, who lived about a hundred miles from us, was becoming incr...
Lisa was not really sure that she should continue the SAA meetings. They had not been effective at stopping her from looking at hardcore films on the Net, nor from indulging her dirty chatting and webcam sessions. So why go to them if they just made her feel guilty about doing what she would do anyway? It was partly because she was now able to tele-work from...
Here I sit, alone once again, just pounding these keys and thinking. Thinking about what shoulda/coulda/woulda have happened last night, had you given into my desires. So now it's just my porn, and me, and I know that's really not how you wanted it. But you were the one who came home and immediately put on your flannel pajamas and complained about being "so...
This is a story about my fetish for my wife's feet and pantyhose and if this isn't your thing then please just move on. If it is then I hope you enjoy this story! I love the holidays not only for the festive spirit and positive feelings but to once again know that my wife will be dressing up a bit and have on some sexy heels and hose! As we got ready f...
Pissing in Claire's mouth was so much fun. It was like living a filthy little dream. The whole night was amazing, including Claire herself. I was going to have to savor the memory, because it was never going to happen again. (Read My Sweet Clairette for the full story.) If there was any solace that I could take from things, it was that even though Claire wa...
(The story so far: Toyboy, who sells innovative dildos, meets Softpetals who links him up with a friend of hers who needs to be satisfied.) Toyboy dreamed of the upcoming encounter with the woman Softpetals had spoken of. How old would the woman be and how sexy? Well, one wouldn't take a second look at Softpetals, but he had pleasured her and that was it....
I enter your tent the next night to find you brushing your beautiful hair. You have just bathed and smell of flowers. I step behind you and unwrap your body protected by towel. You look at me in the reflection of the mirror and smile at me; approvingly and knowingly. I bend down and kiss your head as a parent might to a child in adoration. I smell your hair...
Chapter 2: the Next Round Disclaimer: This is a story of fiction. If you are under 18 years old and/or are offended by stories with strong sexual content you should leave now. This story no way claims that this is the sexual orientation of the people in this story. * * * * * It happened. She got this far, but it wasn't in the cards, so to speak. After a h...