Skip and Yvonne make their swinging lifestyle official by attending their first swinging, house party. Continued from Chapter 1: "Fuck me, Baby. Stick your cock all the way inside of me. Make me your bitch. Make me your whore. Oh, my God. That's it! Fuck my pussy," said my wife. "Fuck me, Baby! Fuck me harder, Baby. Fuck me faster. Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck m...
*Note - This stand alone story is part of our continuing (mostly true) adventures in the world of swinging. Chapter 13: House Party! For all of the adventures that Anne and I had experienced so far in the wild world of swinging, meeting with couples at hotels, going to clubs, having dudes sweat profusely on my wife, we had never had the opportunity to at...
Anita and Jill had become pretty good friends over the last few days talking on the phone almost daily during the week. She was not sure if Jill would be interested in the party next Friday night but she needed to fill her in on exactly what would happen. Jack had talked her into taking Jill and she thought it would be fun to have a GF who enjoyed the same t...
This story is inspired by a recent party I went to, and someone I made out with. While this didn't actually happen like this, it is fun to imagine! I tried to write it in such a fashion that you could picture yourself being the other person, no matter your sex or gender. Enjoy! Please be nice in the comments. :) ***** It's Friday night. I, as usual, have...
There is absolutely nothing in the world that can compare to the feeling you get when you start out your day by finding out that your wife is a party whore. Like most men I found out strictly by accident. There is a restaurant right across the street from my office and it has been my habit to stop there every morning on my way to work and have coffee and to...
That same Saturday, Lisbeth and Grace were excused from the standard sport activity. Rose had decided it was better to keep the two sophomores separate from their peers. They didn't need the pressure of expectation from the other students. Besides, they had to be prepared to serve at the party that evening. In the afternoon, both the pupils were taken away...
This is only my second story. I'm not sure if it is better. But I will let you be the judge of that. Remember I am not an English major and suck at grammar. I did have Havu546 go over the grammar. But I have made changes after she sent it back. So if there are errors they are more than likely made after she checked it. Please vote or leave a comment. I will...
Elements of this story could qualify it to be in Group, in Erotic Couplings, or perhaps some other category. I put it in Novels or Novellas because there it doesn't tell the reader what the focus of the story may be. If you are reading it after 28 Sept. 2011 you are reading a revised version of the story. As always I encourage feedback, especially feedback t...
Rick popped a tin of tuna, slathered mayo on white and heaped potato chips on a paper plate. Tucking a Wall Street Journal under his shoulder, he carried his sandwich and diet soda to the sofa. He ate in front of the TV, checking cable news for updates on his stocks. Sometimes, he would fall asleep during prime time but tonight Rick was anxious. Tax seaso...
This had been a shit week. Everyone thinks college is all fun and games, but when you're looking at your math grade plummet after a bad test on Tuesday, it kinda takes the wind out of your sales. Even now, on a Friday afternoon, you are sitting at your desk in your room at the frat house, working on an essay. Real “Animal House” of you, huh? But tonight will...