As I walked across the dance floor feeling awkward and hoping not to be noticed, yet wishing the catch the eye of someone or couple it seemed to take longer than I thought it would. At first glance she was alone, but upon reaching the table her husband or partner sat down just before me. Not having a place to escape I asked quickly if the seat was taken. She...
"She's coming over on Friday night." "OK. That's Nice." I said, trying to sound as casual as possible. I am 57. Only recently had I become conscious of the fantasy of myself and two women in bed. The thought of realizing that fantasy became more and more exciting. Then Rose let me know she enjoyed both men and women and things became even more real. I hav...
Daybreak arrives far too quickly. Our bedroom softly glows, lit by a morning sun filtering through the trees. Half-awake, half-asleep, my mind reluctantly emerges from a wonderful dream – a dream replaying memories of last night's sexual reverie. As I drift into consciousness, I become aware of a presence in bed with me. That presence is you: under the sheet...
Several years ago there was this government sponsored campaign in the Netherlands that included large posters at the railway stations. I don't recall what the campaign was about -- safe sex probably -- but do remember the graphic nature of the posters and the commotion they caused. The posters pictured an 18-year-old boy and girl seated on a bed about to hav...
"I'm a mad rapist and I'm going to fuck you in every room of this house. If you make a sound, I will spank your arse. If you say a word, I will fuck your arse. Do you understand?" Ever since my wife had returned from her first session at the local gym, hot, sweaty and as horny as hell, we had agreed that we would surprise each other in turns by acting out a...
BREAKFAST IN BED My eyelids flickered, trying hard to welcome the day. I heard clinking—the sound of glass—in the hallway. Ali appeared at my door and paused. She was carrying a silver tray. Breakfast, I guessed, although I couldn't see from my position lying down. She was nude, clearly from the waist up, but she was wearing a white apron. She looked great....
My name is Vic Thomas and I am 68 years old and this is my strange tale about my journey wit a woman named Evangelina. It all started about eight years ago. I had been married to a wonderful woman for 35 years but she was struck down by dementia. I had been taking care of her at home for a couple of years but things were becoming increasingly difficult. My...
I love my husband, and he loves me. He knows my needs and how they have to be met. Chances are I've fucked your husband if you live in my town. I've fucked a lot of husbands. I've fucked brothers and sons and uncles and big men, small men, a lot of men. Mostly I'd really love to fuck one man— my husband—but that can't happen. He and I have four children; l...
I open the door to our suite, laden with packages. You are sitting at a table in the middle of the room, with three other men, playing cards. My expression is a mix of surprise and dismay. "Hi Babe. Umm, what's up?" I ask carefully. "I'm playing cards." You don't even raise your eyes to look at me. "We had plans to go out tonight, didn't we?" I ask, with...
This is not fiction! It is a narrative of a relationship that commenced some thirty years ago. It is a true story! Well, OK, maybe the sexual aspect and dialogue is enhanced, but only slightly and not every time. Sometimes the sex was as wild as anything you've read about on this and other similar sites. Sometimes in was fairly vanilla, but the build up was...