A close friend of ours called around to see us one Friday evening, while his wife was away with their children. It was summer and the day had been almost too hot for pleasure. My wife Mandy had been dressed in a bikini during the afternoon; and when evening came, she had put on a favourite outfit of hers - a 'cheongsam' type of hipster skirt with a long sl...
Part 6: A recent development changes the conversation. This is the continuation of an email correspondence I had with a woman named Sharon Alderson. If you have not read the previous parts I suggest you go back and read from the beginning to get the full background. This conversation includes elements of wife swapping/sharing and group sex. If you don't app...
I cleaned up the condo and went to bed, dead tired and jet-lagged. As I drifted off, I pleasantly reviewed my first full day of vacation. I mentally pinched myself at my luck to have so quickly met three obviously willing and eager women. Jenny appeared to be a normal, hot-blooded woman that enjoyed many of the same things as I; Susan clearly had issues that...
"Hey, are you ready yet?" my friend called from downstairs as I hurried to get ready. "Yes, in just one second..." I replied as I struggled to fit my foot into one of the sexy, strappy burgundy heels I had acquired for just such an occasion. A bunch of my friends were going clubbing that night, and they had graciously asked if I would like to go. Being tha...
No one to thank for this one. Nope. Not at all. Oh, who am I kidding? Of course I have to thank SoCalCynic for editing this, once again. Can you believe we went through *8* edits of this chapter? But I think we finally got it right. Seriously, someone get this man some free booze and cookies, stat! I know it's been a longer wait than usual, so without furt...
When they woke in the morning they made love one more time, this time tenderly, like lovers are supposed to. They revelled in the luxury of the crisp white sheets, in ordering room service for breakfast, and in just having time together. He noticed how she winced when he touched her backside, and, now his lust had somewhat subsided, almost felt guilty for w...
A/N: My bones are tired and worn from doing schoolwork...and writing this. Feel honored. ^^ There's some...dramatic bits here. Kind of felt forced to me but oh well. Enjoy. oOo Darkness... A memory was etched into her mind, trying to get her attention. Pain... It clawed and bit and tugged at her consciousness. She wanted desperately to ignore it. Hat...
"This is my fourth and final story in this series. This is Taylar's last day at Stephie and Angela's house, so it's time for things to get really serious. Hope you all have enjoyed this series. Who knows, maybe Taylar has more in store in the future. If you like (or hate) her character, please let me know. Please send me comments and PM's as much as you can....
The next morning, Bela was woken up by her mother knocking hard on the door. "Bela, get up. Bela! Bela!" her mother's voice said loudly. Bela woke up with a start and sat up, unsure of where she was. Her brain registered her mother's voice and knocking. And suddenly, memories of the previous night came flooding back. Was it a dream... a nightmare, she wond...
After Britney left the bar I took a little longer than usual shutting up. Not only did I have to sort out her shelf stocking and the like but I had to be a bit tidier with the books – the landlord was back on Saturday. Driving back home I reflected that my life was soon to become very boring again, no pub to run and no nubile young body to play with. I wond...