Once I got past the idea that my husband was a pervert or something because he wanted to share me, I agreed to give him his wish that I have sex with another man. That was a wonderful first experience and I still treasure the memory of that evening and the sensitive, gentle and understanding man who guided me through my nervousness and fear. If he had not b...
The last hundred miles have been driven in total silence. We are both tired and angry. The very long drive has taken its toll. The strain of the argument we had over an hour ago lingers. Neither one of us has the desire to patch things up. We both just want the drive to be over. It is late. It is very dark. And it is cold. Very cold. The thermometer on the d...
There's something about seeing a woman naked by accident that has always been a huge turn on for me. What's even hotter is when you have reason to think she intended it, but you don't know that for sure. I'm pretty sure that it turns me on so much because of an incident when I was a little boy around 9 or 10 years old when I was at a friends house. His mom w...
"Grace, Sweetheart?" Kathy kind voice urges me awake. "I just want to let you know that Emmett's on his way back from his sleepover." I blink my eyes against the bright white of the sunlit walls around me. I'm in a bed, but not the red four poster bed of the upper floor; this room looks far less daunting. It's morning, which means it is Monday in the real w...
© 11/19/03 All rights reserved to author Penelope Wright groaned as the alarm woke her up. She yawned herself awake thinking after last night, another five or six hours would be wonderful. She sighed as she stood and stretched and headed for the bathroom. Today was the day they would bury her husband. Everyone would feel sorry for her, thinking Christmas Ev...
Author's note: Ahh, remember gyms? This is a slow burn with an erotic payoff, without so much as a single fuck scene. I hope you enjoy it anyway. -- I own a bicycle, a weight bench and a treadmill. My best friend runs one of those gritty cross-fit gyms out of a loading dock in an industrial park. Do I take advantage of any of this? Nope. The bike and exerc...
Paige and I have been married for a little over twenty-five years. We are both in our mid-forties and we both work. Paige went back to work when our kids grew up more because she needed something to do than because we needed the money. We belong to the Fraternal Order Of Eagles; I bowl on Thursday nights, Paige has a woman's garden club meeting on Tuesdays a...
When I got back to college I received a nice letter from Debbie stating that since she wanted to stay married and it would not be a good idea to see me again. While I was disappointed I focused on the football season and enjoying my senior year. Fast forward to Christmas break and the day after I got home I called my friends to see what was going on and wa...
(My wife gave me the idea for the "Late Night Drive Home from Work" story. After she read the story, this is what she did and what she wrote describing it.) * * * * * Earlier in the week my husband had asked me if I had any fantasies. I told him that I had this idea of a fantasy about driving down the road topless and playing with the truckers. He took the...
This is another entry in our ongoing series of true tales from our past ten years. We are an adventurous couple in our late 20s who have had the fortune to rack up quite a number of hot sex stores and wanted to finally share them with others who might be interested. Our goal in writing them was to not allow ourselves to embellish even a little as to keep the...