The next morning the Son woke first. He lay in His bed listening to see if anyone else was awake in the apt. He got out of His bed and quietly walked to His Father's bedroom door. It was open just a little.. He peeped inside.. What He saw took Him by surprise. There on Master's bed the slave girl lay sleeping in nothing but His Father's arms. He gasps a litt...
As the candles in the room flickered so did Joe Palmer's heart. Candi Palmer his daughter-in-law kissed him warmly, rolling her tongue inside his cheeks. He hadn't French kissed anyone in the last fifteen years since his wife Maggie died from cancer. The thought of her came flooding back. Guilt too had a precense. Still, his daughter-in-law's sensual allur...
Chapter O2 (Letters) It was some hours later when I settled back in my chair reading what I had prepared in reply to Bev's amazing letter. "Darling I don't know where to begin. There's just no way I can adequately describe my reaction on reading your letter. To say I was surprised that you matched the tone and no-holds-barred approach of my own doesn't do...
Still soaking wet from the pool, Paul stepped into the sauna, greeted with the familiar scent of heated wood and sterile air. That the condo had its own pool and sauna was definitely a well-appreciated bonus. But Paul was not a social swimmer, but took the exercise very seriously. Waiting until after midnight, he would grab a towel and put on his trunks, th...
As Gina settled onto Erik's lap, I could see him pulling on his wrist restraints, aching to get his hands on her incredibly sexy body. She allowed him to lick her face, tasting me, and she was kissing him, deeply. I could hear his voice, hear him begging to be touched, to be allowed to come. He promised he would play willingly with us and never again to tell...
I was having an unusually slow day at work when my wife sends me the following text: "Honey, I need you home right away. There's no time to talk!" I tell my boss that something has come up at home and leave right away. I speed home, my mind frantic at what could be wrong. I rush in the front door to find my wife standing in our living room in thigh high bl...
What's up, people? Charles Ampadu here. I'm a black man living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario, although I originally come from the City of Tamale, in the northern side of the Republic of Ghana. I studied engineering at the University of Ottawa and presently work for the Canadian government. I have a wicked hot story to share with you, kind folks. My wife Lo...
I wouldn't say that we are active in the life style but we do share ourselves with others from time to time. We're your avg. couple. We've been married just under 20 years, 2 teenagers and we both work full time and she bartends on most weekends. My wife Ann is about 5'4" and does have a pretty big chest (38DD). This was our first MMF, it happened a couple...
'Did you see Louise?' Tom asked. 'I did,' Sue replied. 'We had coffee.' 'That's nice.' 'Yes, it was.' Sue paused. 'You know ... it's a pity we don't know someone,' she said. Her husband frowned. 'We know lots of people. Hundreds I should think.' 'For Louise, I mean.' 'In what sense?' Tom asked. 'You know,' his wife said. 'Do I?' 'She's still a compa...
It was a warm July night as I strolled across Tower Bridge from my hotel to a small Italian restaurant on the other side of the Thames. My name is Mike and I'm a businessman in my mid fifties. I've been in an important all day meeting so I'm looking forward to a relaxing drink and meal. "Is that you, Mike?" said a female voice as I weaved my way through the...