Let me begin with a description of my wife Margaret (Margo), She is 5'5" tall with a voluptuous full figure and red shortish hair, a real woman with magnificent 36D breasts that have been affected by age and gravity but still breasts that make men stare. When this occurred, Margo was fast approaching 50 and her lust for sex had slowly been increasing ever...
This story was posted a few years ago on another site under my pen name of mandil. * For the last half-hour they had been walking in a region covered with small rocks with just a few trees growing here and there. They then crossed a small creek and soon they stood at the limit of an another forest. The minute that they entered the relative darkness and coo...
Rachel sighed, leaning back in her chair at the library, watching the clock tick away the seconds. Hunter was late. Twenty minutes late, to be precise, and she was getting fed up with his attitude. And to think she'd thought he was changing. He's probably still asleep, she mused, adding a ribbon to the doodle-covered paper before her. Eleven is awfully e...
(The following story is a work of fiction. Everyone is over 18, completely consenting, and probably having a hell of a time.) I like to think I grew up on "the outskirts of town." Sounds so much more Americana than saying “the suburbs," doesn’t it? My father worked in the city, ran his own business and taught me how to do some basic bookkeeping for him by...
It was a beautiful summer day despite having lost the game. I walked toward the after game party with Kevin. We were a little early, headed toward the bar where the other team had arranged the party. Kevin noticed Melissa and Chuck a block away and across the street before I did. Chuck was one of the married guys on the team. I didn't know him well. He seeme...
If fault were to be assessed, it belonged to the dancers on the DC Metro platform. Nine PM at the West Falls Church station - they were a young couple, maybe seventeen, mixing jitterbug with break. Not busking, just having fun, waiting for their train. His train, too. A tight cluster of other kids was watching, some providing rhythm. The sign said ten mi...
It was a Sunday evening during winter break. A light dusting of snow was falling outside the window, while inside a heater was keeping the group warm and toasty. A soft murmuring could be heard as a quiet conversation was taking place. Maeda Hiroshi was laying on the room's sole bed, quietly thinking to himself. He felt very warm and relaxed despite the cold...
Chapter 06 Alan and I are part way through the first reading of my women’s group pantomime script. This reading is to see whether Alan, I, and the others can go through with the overtly sexual actions required on stage. Alan is a dwarf. I am a giantess yet we have become more than friends. Alan was worried about the actions he is required to do. He isn’t t...
Chapter 2 -- Tracy's perspective Warning-this fictional story series includes a cheating wife, interracial sex with black men, and a husband who watches and kind of likes it. If this sort of story is not appealing for you, or is offensive, then no need to waste your time and read on. Tracy hung up the phone after just talking with her husband Sam, feeling...
One week had passed since Rae, Chris, Rob, Tom, Carla and Bret had been together in The Room. Then another two weeks went by. Oddly, no one had heard a word from Rob or Carrie during the time. Rob did not shown up for work, but early on sent a voice mail saying he was taking a small vacation. None of the girls heard from Carrie, and that never happened. Norm...