This is how my life changed. This is how it all started. A stranger's hand, her hand, on mine. It was strange, but not unwelcome. The softness of her skin, the warmth of her touch. I didn't know what I was getting myself into, but I knew that I liked it. I knew that it was right, despite everything I'd always believed. Twenty minutes earlier I was having d...
Shyam moaned as his wife was jacking him. 'My God! Neeta. Finish me.' Neeta smiled looking at him, 'where's the fun in that hubby?' He was breathless with the way Neeta was pulling him to the edge but was stopping at the end of his orgasm. She loved to do that since her affair with Manish started. Her younger lover hadn't been in touch with her physicall...
Right now my husband Mario LaRue is screaming like a madman. And I'm the reason why this big and tall Black man is howling like a little bitch. You see, I've got a twelve-inch strap-on dildo buried deep inside his well-lubricated asshole. I call it the Ass Stretcher. And once I fuck you with it, you'll never be the same. The name is Malika Jean-Renaud and I...
I met this guy online. He was so personable, and funny, and sweet, and intelligent. Can you believe it? An intelligent man online! It was terrific. We chatted quite often and eventually had incredible cyber sex. I told my husband, Kirk, all about it. He thought it was cute that his nice little suburban housewife was having a cyber affair. I was surprised to...
She could tell he was a big guy: muscular, tall and strong. Yet he was aged well into his mid 40s, and ugly. A big middle aged ugly guy with money, someone who would treat women as some sort of his fuck toy, Kristin thought. He was not a good guy for sure, Kristin could instinctively sense. And she felt as though she met him before somewhere. His face was so...
Chapter 17 A: Sergeant Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band Sharon was barely able to move by the time the plane had taxied to the gate in the early hours Sunday morning. Terrified of how it would feel if any of the other passengers bumped against her, the white housewife remained buckled into her seat, trying to ignore the other passengers, many of whom were s...
{This tale is from way back, I guess I was about 32, maybe 33 at the time. I decided to study massage therapy, to this day I still love doing that for people, as I am sure some have figured out from my other tales. Part of it I am sure is my very strong voyeuristic streak, the other thing is that I just love making others feel good. Plus to me, having a wo...
Helen Long never thought in a million years that she would end up in this position. She never thought in a million years that she would be anything but a housewife. A housewife from the suburbs who was active in the PTA as well as other volunteer organizations. The kind of woman who one might describe as a June Cleaver. The type of woman one might think sp...
I experimented with writing in 3rd person. I didn't like it very much, but felt it was an interesting premise. (c) 2002 Couture *********** You're only sitting here because your computer at home is broken. Yes, the old 400 Mhz has surfed it's last erotic story site and taken with it every last story you archived to a hidden folder. "Thank God for librar...
My wife and I ran into a patch where we seemed to both be going different directions. It wasn't an interpersonal problem, life just pulled us that way. For example; things would come up at work that needed my attention, so I got called in. Then her Mother would call, and she'd need her there. So off she'd go, and I'd be home alone. The only saving grace at...