When I was younger and married, I used to think that attending weddings was fun. Now that I'm older and a single woman again, it feels more like an obligation - whether I am a member of the wedding party or a guest. This wedding took place in the late afternoon at a larger-than-normal "wedding venue." It was actually a hotel in Las Vegas that provided a sma...
When we were finally clear of the traffic congestion at Las Vegas' McLaren Airport and Tropicana Blvd., I turned on I-15 and headed west toward Los Angeles. A few miles later I turned on highway 160. As soon as we turned off the Interstate Lynn, exhausted from the trip and the nearly sleepless previous 24 hours, curled up in the passenger seat of the compact...
"The Best Whorehouse in Las Vegas" isn't in Las Vegas. It's in Pahrump, sixty miles away, where prostitution is legal. And it's not the usual whorehouse: the whores are men who service women for money. It was marketed that way in publications aimed at female executives, in the Personals section. A typical advertisement is this one: "The Best Whorehouse...
"Yes, yes," the woman said, "this is really good. I'll even ask you for more". Audrey resisted opening her mouth in surprise. She was sitting on a comfortable leather chair in the quaint office of Gabrielle West, a popular literary agent for publisher localized within Beverly Hills, California. Audrey had finished her first novel, completed during a trip to...
It was hard to believe that the day he had been dreaming of was finally really going to happen. When they had met in the chat room online he had only hoped for someone to talk with, perhaps share some erotic stories and mutual masturbation time with. But then he had met her; somehow from all the people in the room she stood out, even though he tried to get...
Authors Note: I'd like to thank Harvey for editing this piece. - - - - - It was six a.m. and I was wide awake. I heard James softly breathing and realized he was still asleep. I tried to close my eyes, but it was no use. I might as well get up. Very carefully, I slid out from under James's arm. I picked up the baby-doll and thong that we had thrown on th...
My wife, Carrie, is a dancer and choreographer. Because exercise is an integral part of her career, she has maintained a great physique over the 25 years we have been married, even after giving birth to two children. To this day, when we go out she still turns a lot of heads, both young and old. I'm very proud to be with such a beautiful woman and over the y...
This story is a continuation from "Sharing my Wife: Stripper Part 2". ***** The next few weeks were pretty similar except for one small detail. Michelle asked Shaun to take her to the club Saturday nights, then went home with him. I missed those great fucks when she came home so horny, but twice I did bring Trisha to our house with me after she got off wor...
Toni und ich eilten durch den Flughafen, um nach Las Vegas zu fliegen . Wir waren wie immer zu spät dran und es waren nur noch drei Minuten, bevor das Flugzeug abflog. Egal wohin wir gingen, wir schienen immer zu spät zu sein. Obwohl ich kein Problem damit hatte, bereit zu sein, musste Toni immer sicherstellen, dass Haare, Make-up und Kleidung perfekt waren,...
I have always been very shy. In high school I kept girlfriends but never chose to pass third base with them. It was hard for me to feel like an adult when I had to tell a girl not to moan for fear my parents might hear. When I moved to Las Vegas and was supporting myself by working in a casino, things were different. I felt like a man and was ready to do mor...