Elevator music took over Carly's senses. It was a subtle smooth jazz explosion in her ears. Some sax, some drums, some... "Oh no!" Carly grabbed the railing. "What?" She spotted her first glimpse of true concern in Amber's eyes and felt the air shift with the attention of the other occupants. "They're playing Sade's Smooth Operator." Carly grew more a...
In this installment of the continuing experiences of my hot-wife and myself, I intend to tie up the loose ends concerning Bill and Joe. I had been trying to put the stories in a rough chronological order but have decided to just write about whatever is on my mind at a particular moment. I have been reading various comments that fall into two camps. The first...
I learned my lesson the hard way on what not to wear in the streets of NYC. Fresh from LA, the car capital of the US, I wore a skimpy sundress, which proceeded to blow up from the wind that whipped across the avenues. I got so many catcalls and men talking bullshit to me, that I had to take a cab and swore to be more inconspicuous next time. The dress… the d...
Chapter 8. The Lebanese Lesbian The focus of Ludlow’s investigations soon centred on the University’s Professor of Mathematics. Her name was Layla, on loan from the University of Beirut, a part of the much-lauded foreign-exchange program. The Board of Regents of the University would not have been quite so excited to learn that she was using her position to...
She awakens slowly; a light sheen of sweat separates her from her the silk softness of her nightgown. The fresh shadows of lust and fantasy still dance through her mind. The dream of touching, caressing and lust elicited reactions from her body that had only been revealed from personal attention recently. It seemed her lip even hurt from biting, a habit she...
The next morning, after seeing Des and Ken off to work, I sorted out a moderately decent toga as a gift to my new friend, Kate. There was something about those two that intrigued me and made me want to get to know them better. She was a interesting lady, very similar to me in my previous sheltered existence. She was painfully shy, as I had been prior to meet...
Chief Morris waited until the barbecue grill was good and hot and his libido was good and cold before wandering back into the kitchen. He slipped up behind his wife, Annie, and kissed her neck. "I love you." Annie spun around within his embrace, and hissed, "She knows!" "Who? What?" After a glance at the door, she whispered, "Penny knows about us... and...
Samantha was 18 years old and in her last year of high school. Standing about 5'5", 120 pounds, Sammy as her friends called her, certainly didn't lack men's attention. She has brunette hair and deep brown eyes that accent her full lips and wicked smile. She knew how to tease, and she used it to her full advantage. Sammy pulled her car into the parking lot of...
I know that it has been quite sometime since I've gone on with this story, and the truth is as you're about to read...I've been very busy. I left off with my boss Phils wife about to initiate my first lesbian encounter. Phil was pleased about this turn of events, as I should've known he would be. I have a lot of stamina in my jaw and tongue muscles, and it's...
The Pack: Finale We had talked, my husband and I, examined our lifestyle, laid bare our inner thoughts and told of our wants and desires. I pondered on how it had been possible for a group of rustic, rough, ill educated men to have the ability to change the course of our lives and to have drawn me in to a web of perverted and unbridled sex. The men I had be...