This is a different ending to the GeorgeAnderson story "February Sucks". I think there's already been five or six. Every time I got close to trying to submit this, another one was published. I saw one commenter say to let the story die. I hope that doesn't discourage someone else from trying. This is my first submission. This story intrigued me and bothere...
I was standing at the kitchen sink finishing the dishes from Saturday's lunch. We both had been working in the yard, enjoying the warm weather and time together. My wife comes up behind me wrapping her arms around my chest pushing her breasts into my back and grinding her pelvis into my rump, the side of her head against my back. Her right hand finds and pi...
Now Stuart and Brock knew why they had been in tuxedos all night. The assembled audience of on-lookers was going to join Brandi and Joan in a top floor banquet room, and they the husbands were invited to join the gala. Why not? Much had happened, much had changed, and much needed to be celebrated. Their wives were now the two most awe-inspiring sex partner...
Exhibitionism/voyeurism are the primary themes of this story, which is why I feel that it belongs in this category. But readers should be aware that it goes (far) beyond exposed nudity. Enjoy! * Amanda looked nervously around her as she walked along the boulevard, her golden-brown ponytail whipping from side to side she scanned the people she passed. Coul...
HYPOTHETICAL MARITAL CATASTROPHE (PART TWO) (Proviso: This story is a work of fiction. All characters were created for the purpose of telling the story. Any similarity between any character and any person living or dead is purely coincidental. All characters were created as adults at least 21 years old.) "Knackered," a word that had fascinated her English...
No minors were ever involved in the sexual relations of the family they grew up in until they were adults more than 14 years later. Like all children should, they followed their own path, our daughter chose to be married at age seventeen because her grandparents from overseas were here. To celebrate the event with as much family around them as possible....
Dionysis Retreat, Floor 1 Mrs. Brandi Westerholm, a full-breasted redhead with trim waistline and curvaceous hips, arrived on the first floor of the Dionysis Retreat in a mid-thigh low cut black halter dress that fit her like a glove and displayed to maximum advantage her 38Cs. Her hourglass figure was molded into mythic Wonder Woman proportions by a shelf...
Tom and Ann seemed to have gotten it all just right. They were so compatible and enjoyed each other's company so much. They were best friends who were married to each other. And the sex was great. Tom thought long and hard before he really opened up to Ann about how highly sexed, horny really, he was. He was afraid to tell her that he wanted to have a dyna...
Maybe it was the dialogue they shared in the bedroom the previous weekend or the pillow talk they had that night while making hot love, maybe she just needed a new swimsuit, but in anticipation of the barbeque that coming weekend Bonnie bought a new bikini. The bikini she bought was like no other bikini she ever had. With her tits hanging out in front and...
Dear ugly people. Please don't read this story and leave your vomit at the end. This story will offend your tender sensibilities -- offend your pure and precise knowledge of right and wrong. It will bring near to your conscious minds those deep longings you have so successfully repressed (except when reading my stories). It will do to your emotions what my o...