Author's Note: This is third installment in the series, and it follows "The Girlfriends Across the Hall". * * * * * * * * * "What in the world do you think you're doing? Do you think Sylvia would EVER let you do that? Why on earth would you do that to me?" That was not the reply I was expecting. At all. I guess I should back up a bit and explain My life...
CHAPTER 15 CONVERSATION WITH MY WIFE'S LOVER On July 2, my wife Sally had another date with her lover, Ted. After we returned home, Ted and I had an IM conversation about the day and about their relationship. He generously gave me permission to reprint the transcript here. Yes, there's a little sex in it, but mostly it is a discussion of my relationship w...
AUTHORS NOTES: This is essentially a true story of how Vixen and I hooked up for a few hours of casual sex after she asked me to run her personal ad on my ASSTR site. Some details have been made up or exaggerated for the sake of the story, some of the awkward and clumsy things have been deleted that occur when two people who just met for the first time have...
(If this story ends up in the Romance category, it would be a guy's concept of romance, so ladies, just bare with me here - I'm doing the best I can.) * I hate Christmas. Is that so wrong? I hate the stupid music, and the greedy children, and the traffic jams that begin on Black Friday and extend through New Years. And Christmas trees? What is that all abo...
'Tis The Season It was two weeks until Christmas and Lindsey couldn't have been more excited. She loved Christmas. And every year, two weeks before the holiday, she went out all day and did her Christmas shopping. It was tradition -everyone in her family knew this and so did Paul. So when Lindsey got home with bags upon bags of gifts, and Paul freaked out,...
The name is Jay Vincent. A big and tall young Black man living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I live in a town full of morons. And I absolutely hate it. From the dumb-ass women I see talking on the phone or checking their makeup in the rearview mirror instead of paying attention to traffic while driving to the punk-ass guys and girls I see smoking (...
As always folks, there's some truth here and some embellished truth. It's up to you to decide. – FL Many nights I sit up and read stories like the ones on this board, and I read many with fascination, trying to decipher the truth from the embellished. Numerous stories seemed like fantastic fiction – like something seen on an Andrew Blake classic. In 30 yea...
Kaelyn groaned loudly in frustration, running her fingers through her brown tresses. She hated working with Justin Timberlake of all people. She and 4 coworkers each got chosen to do private photo shoots with each of the members of Nsync, and just as Kaelyn's luck goes, she got stuck with Justin. The snobby, conceited, too good for everyone, 'blonde haired c...
1. Her view He stood in front of me with the water from the shower cascading off his perfect bronze body. His hard penis was in his hand and he was starring at me. I was up against the back wall of the shower posing for him with my breasts pushed out and my back arched making my stomach flat and sexy. I urged him on by running my hands over my breasts and u...
I wrote this story at the request of someone very special. He wanted to see this night from my perspective. It's not strictly a BDSM story so if that's what you're looking for you may want to skip this one. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did. It's dark tonight and the air outside is unseasonably warm but that's nothing compared to the heat inside the cab...