My boyfriend has a fantasy, of me and him partaking in a threesome, with another man. He likes the thought of me, a petite, innocent looking female, being extremely dirty and raunchy. So here is a story I wrote especially for him. My boyfriend, Tim, and I had decided to get away from the hustle and bustle and stress of daily life and were taking a holiday o...
After paying the cashier I grabbed my tray, making sure I had a firm hold of my glass of iced tea, and looked around the crowded delicatessen. My work on a software upgrade delayed me, so I faced a larger crowd than I normally ran into at lunch. Looking down the racks of wine bottles and assorted cheeses I spotted an open table but before I could move that w...
Her first thought was...what the hell? Gen woke up slowly. Her head was aching, only slightly. She looked around with blurry eyes, and gasped. She was in a giant double bed, in what appeared to be a hotel room by the expensive yet tacky furnishings. The sheets were tangled around her feet; around "their" feet. She was naked, exposed. And on one side of h...
Despite the fact that we'd been together for several years, one of the favourite activities for my wife and me on a Saturday afternoon is to drive around town doing our errands for the week. Tunes blasting, good conversation, lots of flirting with each other and the occasional inappropriate remark made for hours of fun. Yes, this fun was interrupted by stop...
It was a normal day for me. The rain was lashing down and soaking me through to the skin. I'd pulled my hair back in its standard tight bun but I could feel it getting frizzy. Not a way to improve my mood before I get to the office. I storm into work and ignore everybody's polite words of 'Good morning, how are you?' Stomping past them, I flounce into my...
This is a story about foot worship and pantyhose sex. If you don't like this topic then please move on. I hope you enjoy it! My wife had to work Thanksgiving Day for about six hours, which was rare for someone in retail. She went in casually dressed in a nice pair of khaki pants, a nice blouse and some comfortable flats. We planned ongoing g to my parent's...
It was late and now I was pissed off, very pissed off. This bloody hopeless public servant needs to get a real job. The email came through at the last minute, totally moving the goal posts and now we'd need to rewrite the whole report, all 137 pages. The Report was due at the Department of Infrastructure in 48 hours. I'll need to burn the candle at both end...
The skies are a light, pale blue as we pull over on the gravel road. It would officially be called the "middle of nowhere" as there are corn fields with knee high stalks and a small grove of thinning trees in the distance. The gentle murmur of frogs comes through the temperate spring air, leading to believe there is a pond not too far away. I look over and s...
I knew she had a secret, the moment I first saw her. She walked through the crowd as I leaned on the light pole, waiting for the 'walk' light to appear and then she turned, mid-stride and looked over her shoulder and I saw it. Her past. Like a specter in her eyes, behind her, pursuing her. I stepped off the curb despite the traffic and the "Don't Walk" lig...
Travis's laundry had piled up between school, work, and an attempt to carry on a social life. This didn't allow for the cleanest apartment so getting home from work he called off his plans for the night, and was determined to take the evening to catch up. At 28 and single nobody seemed to have too much of an expectation for a neat and tidy home, but he was r...