This is the second part of a four part story about free-love experiences in the 1970s. In the first part Jordan and his lovers share the joys of ménage-a-trois expanding their sexual horizons. In this part their sensual exploration continues, Jordan has a surprise encounter with a former professor and ultimately recalls a love affair with a beautiful black a...
This is the final part of a four part story about free-love experiences and the price that must be paid. In this part Jordan helps his friends create a new business which opens the door for an incredible chance sexual encounter. Finally, Jordan's new love affair ends proving that what goes around comes around. If you'd like to know how this journey of sexua...
It was late Friday night and I was sitting at the sofa waiting to hear from my wife. I sent several texts and two voicemails, receiving no response. Her locator was turned off. The only information I received was a text from her best friend, Angie, who told me she was alright, and she'd be home late. Still, I was pissed when I heard the garage door open. Wh...
"Last chance to change your mind, Cristi," Jalen said. "It's probably the most outrageous one so far! Not that I'm worried, of course, but you never know what else might happen... " I reapplied my lipstick in the reflection of the club's glass entrance. "Hey, we spent too much time preparing for this. Don't back out on me now, Jalen!" I threw him a coy smi...
It had been several weeks since my wife Pat and I had heard from the Boss. As you may know the "Boss" is the only name that we had for the leader of a gang of black thugs that had been using us for their sexual pleasure and profit for a few months. During that time Patricia and I had been forced into a number of different sexual encounters with the Boss and...
Let's imagine for a moment that you're at a bar drinking with two attractive women. How, this happened isn't that important but for the sake of story let's just say they're people you knew back in University and you all reconnected in London a few years after graduating. So, you're at this bar having a good time, alcohol flowing, jokes are flying and even th...
Here's the last chapter in Matt and Staci's story. I hope you've enjoyed it all. Thanks for reading and let me know what you think! *#*#*#*#*#* Matt sat behind his desk, in his home office, wondering why he was working so hard when he could be sneaking off with his wife and getting in some nookie. But, then again, the deadline on his project was looming an...
This story is about an interaction between a hot wife (me) and her husband and black stranger we met at a hotel. It contains elements of consensual wife sharing and interracial sex so if that is not your thing, please move on. If you have followed my other writing, you know that all of my stories are true. I don't write fiction as I don't consider myself as...
Dick Long had been lecturing too long not to recognise the signs. It was obvious to him that this particular student needed special attention. The work was hurried, research sources limited, analysis limited and hence a D. Again. For the third time in the semester. He looked up her computerised records and pictures. Roshanara Ali, British born, Moslem, 22....
I was lying on Tom, my husband of seven years, letting the afterglow of sex wash over me and his penis slowly become flaccid while still inside me. After all those years, sex was still good. We knew how to please each other; I could count on two orgasms whenever I had the chance to finish our love making on top. At the same time, sex had become very predicta...