As I was getting dressed for the evening, I glanced at my wife putting her makeup on in the mirror of the bathroom. She is beautiful. Thick dark brown hair that falls just past her shoulders. Angel eyes that take your breath away and cum dripping cherry lips that make any mans cock come to life. She was just finishing her mascara when I came up from behind h...
I stood just inside the lobby of the hotel where I had met James weeks before. As instructed, I stood just to the left of the revolving door, towards the concierge's desk. Nervously, I shifted my weight from one foot to the other -- the motion making me keenly aware of my skirt brushing against the bare skin of my ass. I looked at my watch -- James's note s...
As Eden dropped her son off at his friend's house for the evening, she was excited. Her son was spending the night out and her boyfriend of fifteen years had plans to go out with his cousins. Eden didn't really know what they got up to when they went out, but really, she didn't care. She did love her boyfriend, but over the years any sort of romance or passi...
We had been married for only 4 months before I found out I had to go away for 6 months. I was wondering how my sex mad wife would be able to cope for all that time without being fucked? I had also wondered what it would be like to watch my lovely beautiful 25 year old wife get fucked by a black guy with a big cock! We had spent weeks talking about it in be...
On your flight to Asheville, you ponder if it is really worth the trouble. Luckily, the spring weather in North Carolina welcomes you with a sunny sky and perfect temperature. You laugh to yourself because you've been given strict instructions to be "a stranger" to her and you know that you are anything but. Nonetheless, work has been stressful and the getaw...
After the fateful night, I only saw Sheema a couple of times when she came to work. Nothing was said, even hinted at. Not a problem as only expected it to be a one of. However at the end of the summer, early September, out of the blue I received an email from her along the lines of Hi again. How are you, hope you are well. I, sorry, we were wondering if...
July 22, 2004 Miss Shelley Martin Somewhere in Jersey New Jersey, USA Miss Martin: I'm writing to follow up on a request that was made of you regarding a publication you are currently receiving entitled simply, "The Coach." As with any publication, we're interested in receiving your feedback regarding the publication. Our records show you have received Ch...
In this story I have used quotations to tell the stories, even if I cannot remember the exact phrases. I have also added some details to the stories because I could not retrieve them perfectly when writing my diary. If you want to enjoy the first part, it can be found from the Erotic Couplings section (or by clicking the author name above). Feedback is natu...
I'm a big, fat girl, and not very pretty to boot. My friends in college, though, were gorgeous. They kept me around, mostly to take care of things--hold a purse, keep a table, get a different size dress, even guard the ladies' room door during one of their trysts. It's not that they were cruel, just thoughtless sometimes. I guess they felt entitled, and at t...
The following short story represents a letter sent by the author to an online friend with whom he has enjoyed a long relationship without any physical contact. He has always kept her informed of any offline recreational activities he enjoys and she has reciprocated in kind. This letter was written as a report of one such offline meeting of which she had take...