10:57 PM, nearby Winding-river town, 18 minutes and 15 seconds before the crash, The camcorder is switched on. It shows young woman's face, that draws back, and the interior of a car, seen from the corner of the front windscreen against the passenger seat. The woman sits back and begins a cheerful speech while tossing aside her long curly hair: "Hello. I...
**WARNING: This story contains heavy use of Vampirism in terms of biting** **WARNING: This story contains slight male on male action ** This story is written by both Dice Casden and Kristi as part of the D&K Universe. ****** In the early evening hours in the city of Philadelphia on November 25, 2006, the WWE Superstars and Divas are arriving at the Holi...
Day 3 Damn I'm sore. I think this was the first thought going through my mind. Cerys moved up against me. Mumbling something in her sleep. Still at Christine's house. I sighed. Considering everything I guess it's perfectly understandable. These past days had been the most exciting imaginable. And trust me. I can imagine a lot. First Christine. A very good...
This is the 5th in the "Hot For" series of reflections on the 'open' sex life my wife Patricia & I have been pursuing... ... Recently while making love Patricia whispered in my ear about having had taken two male cherries during her teen years and how she would like, at age 38, to take one more, for a cherry 'hat trick'. I asked her if she had anyone in mi...
Early last year my boyfriend of ten years and I broke up briefly. During that time, I dated a guy for two months which really upset him so when we got back together I told him I'd do anything to make it up to him. I was very apologetic as it was a silly thing to do and he agreed that I would have to do some things to make it right. We always had a very adven...
The Erotic Diary of Samuel Pepys: Chapter One The following are extracts from the hitherto secret erotic diaries of Samuel Pepys (1633-1703), made available here for the very first time. July 1669 1st. Took coach to my Lady W. in Bristol. Early morning and the streets clear of all but a few waifs and strays. My wife unaware of my departure, which pleased...
CHAPTER I I'd just got done with a PPV, or Pay Per View, and was as wore out and battered as a human could get and still be ambulatory. I was dispirited from the death of a friend, angry because he was being treated as persona non grata, or perhaps, non futurus alio, sorry, if I try to keep from shouting about something, I tend to over intellectualize, lik...
Between the hotel and the turquoise waters of the ocean are three large swimming pools surrounded with dozens of lovely women wearing what they laughingly called swimsuits, but hardly more than small swatches of fabric. I love my job as a lifeguard. I am thirty, tall, well tanned, buff, and with a tuft of sun bleached blond hair. Dark sunglasses cover my ice...
I wasn't intending to write about any more of my experiences. However, I have received some very nice notes encouraging me to continue. It was a struggle to determine where to begin. When this happened I had experienced sex outside of my marriage with two men. My husband was very happy about both times. At first, he was much happier than I was. They were no...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography, which is currently not updating. Stories after Music Box Dancer are: Return To Apple Grove, Media Matters, Swamp Frogs, Man of God, Fathers and Sons. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for...