If you have read my other stories this one is similar to "The Talk" so fair warning. -Ahaz ========================== We stamped the snow off our boots in the entryway. Together my wife and I had managed to get everything we bought into the house in one trip. I dropped the bags off to the side and slid my shoes off. My wife was bending over taking off her...
From Benjamin Dornier's Journal Tuesday, August 4, 1992 It feels funny writing this because it has been quite a while since I've found time to do any journaling. There have been almost daily meetings at school related to my new job and I continue to spend my weekends at the seashore with my family. Despite fears that my wife would somehow discern my relati...
"Now the preliminaries are over, and it's time for the entertainment part of our evening!" That was what Fern, my wife, said to me as I lay on the bed after I had been fucked by our newly mutual lover, Jason. I was dressed in pink panties, bra and slip, and a floral sundress. A blonde wig with long curls was on my head, completing the transformation. Fer...
Leroy and Kristen had been secret lovers now for 2 weeks. Kristen's hunger for Leroy's cock had originally been difficult for him to understand- especially considering Leroy's 65 years compared to her age of just-barely-eighteen. Add this to the fact that he was considered none-too-attractive by most women's standards. Leroy felt lucky indeed every time he s...
Part Nine of 12 Lays of Xmas, the full novella version. I'm sorry Part 8 got posted before Part 7 - technical problem. * * * * * The Twelve Lays of Xmas Nine Ladies Dancing I can't tell you just how exhausted we all were the following morning. I don't recall what time I woke up, but Cristal had already dressed and gone. Jessica pointed out a message of t...
In the basement of my apartment block is a little used gymnasium that the developers had installed as a selling point, hoping to attract a certain clientele, thirty something professionals who had a desire to keep up a fitness regime that their busy work schedules would not allow. As far as I could work out I was the only person that, worked out. I can't bel...
This is a novel of twenty-five chapters. I suggest you begin reading at Chapter 1. The novel deals with hotwifeing and cuckoldry. If those are subjects you aren't interested in, you may reconsider reading this. Please read my statement regarding anonymous comments in my biography. Chapter 22 A Tuesday night, Amy was off with her husband extending a long...
Chapter 1 I suppose the title of my story could be, "I Married a Bisexual," but while that's true, there's more to the story than just that. Yes, my wife, Robin, is a bisexual. She's had sex with males and females, well, female, singular, and that would be her oldest friend, Renee. And, she's done so consensually and with complete enjoyment. I knew all abo...
Dustin ran back inside Ortlieb's to grab his guitar and told his stage manager he'd see him later on. The set was a jam session so he wouldn't be missed. There were several in the audience dying to take Dustin's position for that evening. He explained that he had a dire emergency that needed his immediate attention. He did not mention that what was at attent...
The approval in Trey's eyes when I slid out of my sweats and t-shirt and into his arms under the spray of the shower warmed me from the inside out. Reaching his hands out, he cupped my cheeks tilting my head back under the spray, letting the pulsating water work its magic on my jumpy nerves. I could feel his eyes on me. My cheeks burned, wishing I had the bo...