I'd given up. My husband had spent quite a bit of time and effort trying to convince me to fuck another man. At first, like a good wife, I'd refused. I'd never been with any man other than Parker, and I never wanted to be. But he'd gotten sneaky. First he'd bought me a vibrator, saying he wanted to use it together. I'd refused, but had used the thing alon...
*** New writer any feedback would be good! Characters are all over 18 are entirely fictional. Hope you enjoy!! *** ***** Exactly why the events of that weekend happened the way they did is still something I'm quite unsure of... Even months later as I replay those hours over and over in my head, I still can't quite figure out a definitive cause. Yes, we wer...
Tonight's meeting of EWAC was going to be a very exciting evening. For the first time, all fourteen members of the group were in attendance. Mark looked down at his list of member couples: Mark (the club founder) and Mary Jones John and Sheila Cooper Ralf and Caroline Whittaker Clive and Evelyn Wilkins Paul and Jemma Harris Jeff and Wendy Hughes Jack and M...
"So have you thought about it?" Parker asked me a couple days later. I thought about screaming at him, but decided that wouldn't be the best response. It was the third time in the past two days that he'd asked me that question. He and our friend Gordon wanted me to have a threesome with Gordon and some other, yet-unnamed man. It was bad enough that I was fu...
In her tribe, the more money you had, the better you married. Given the wealth of her parents, the fact that she was an only child, and considered one of the most beautiful young women in the village, her parents were able to select one of the most eligible men in town to be her husband. Amongst her tribe, arranged marriages were tradition among the wealthy....
The next morning as I get home from work, I see the neighbor lady that lives kitty corner from me. Miranda, I think her name is. She looks good for her age, mid 40s probably, wearing a simple red t-shirt and light blue capris. I say hello on the way to my door, she smiles back and simply replies "Coffee Time!" and keeps on walking. As I get to my door I fumb...
Saturday morning when I got up, my husband reminded me, "Gordon's coming for dinner tonight." "Then I guess I'd better make sure I get to the grocery store," I replied. "I have to make sure I have something he'll like." Though it didn't matter what I cooked. Gordon wasn't really coming for dinner. He was coming to fuck me. And it was my husband's idea. "He...
"Hi, honey, I'm home!" I hurried from the bedroom to the front door to meet Parker. He dropped his suitcase and swept me into his arms, almost lifting me off the floor. "I missed you!" I said. "I missed you too." He kissed me; for a moment, his tongue explored my mouth. Then he let me go. "You didn't miss me too much, though, did you? Didn't Gordon keep yo...
Jemma walked into the room filled with other students from the university. When she had gotten there two hours ago everything seemed normal. A bit too much drinking, the music was a bit loud for her tastes and everyone seemed to be groping someone else. Whether they were dancing to the music or sitting in a corner there were very few people not feeling other...
I went through my closet for the fifth or sixth time, trying to find something to wear. Parker and I'd been invited to a house party that night. Since I'd never been to a house party, I had no clue what to wear to one, and none of my outfits met my approval. Parker came into the bedroom wearing nothing but his boxers. "Jemma, are you going to get dressed so...