Joan continued her story to Trish. The women in the room were awestruck. That's when Jim, with a big grin on his face finally asked, "Anybody else?" Every hand in the room including Joan's went up like flags. That day, of the fifteen women in attendance, all took a turn on the amazing Swedish Saddle, all who tried it had intense orgasms and three machines w...
Years ago, my first wife and I were invited to a Christmas party given by one of the nurses at the hospital where she worked. I hated going to these things because I didn't really know anyone there, and the parties went on literally until the sun came up. Joan was the only white woman at the hospital, and being the only white people at the party was always k...
Joan and I have been married for more than twenty years. Our love life is still maturing. Other than acting out and verbalizing our respective fantasies, we have remained mutually exclusive. I think that a threesome with the right other man involved would be something which Joan would find habit forming. She claims this is something that she would never do,...
It was the last big party of the summer, and with few exceptions, all the guests agreed that it was the best they'd had in four years at Boulder Ridge High School. Technically, their days at Boulder Ridge had ended some six weeks before with graduation, but the numerous parties that had begun with prom night had delayed their final parting until tonight. Com...
"Marcus? Marcus, open the door," Joan demanded, her voice tinged with fear and anger. Pressing her palms against the door she pleaded once more, "Marcus, please." "My lady," Dillon urged gently, "come away." Resigned, Joan allowed herself to be led down the hall and into her small sitting room. She sat numb, immobile, as servants surrounded her. They worke...
When I woke up in the morning I saw that Jon had gone out. I decided that I would take a shower and be ready to make live to him when he got back, if he was ready to do that. As I was on my way to the bathroom I turned and went to the front window. Looking out I saw nobody at all. I left the door in normal 'motel lock' mode so that Jon would be able to get b...
Pt. III: Taking Charge Carol and I had simultaneously lost our virginity three weeks before, and we had re-discovered the missionary position three separate times. I had also masturbated her to orgasm a couple of times, something she admitted she had never done for herself. As soon as I got off work the next day I called her, and got some really bad news....
Thanks again to Editor Angel Love for my appearance of literacy, her good advice and a developing friendship. * The cold water was causing my wife's nipples and areolas to jut forward like small proud cones in her halter-top as the wet terrycloth molded itself to her small breasts. The beginning of June can be chilly for camping in north central Pennsylv...
"I really don't remember too much about what happened" said Joan as she told the doctor that was looking her over at the hospital. The only thing she could recall was that she was in the parking lot at work and she was grabbed from behind, thrown down to the ground and raped. She said she remembered trying to reason with her rapist but he would her nothin...
A Frightening Finale Joan was never accused of rape, everything she did was with full approval from her partners, by the end of this chapter you will know why... my name is Gina Gilson and I have spent all my life trying to piece together Ellen Hall's life since she met Joan, it is a daunting task and unfortunately, I had little success as you might have no...