SUNDAY, MARCH 11, 2007. Travelling back from visiting cousin S****** this afternoon, the car broke down. It couldn't have happened in a worse spot. I was taking the usual short-cut across country when the engine cut out on a quiet lane leading to the village of B. Of course, completely lacking any mechanical aptitude or knowledge about the internal combusti...
Is it inherent in some men to want to show off the woman that they are with? Do they receive a certain kind of egotistical pleasure in not only being seen with a certain kind of woman, but also, enjoy having them being seen by others? Do they get aroused when a woman accedes to their wishes, whatever they might be? During our last special training session s...
Chapter 8 Slipping and Sliding It was about a week since Professor Sandra Minx and I had played cowgirl, when Cynthia phoned. She was inviting me to a late night party at Joy's dorm room. After knocking on the door; Cynthia opened it just enough for the wheelchair to slip through. What a surprise. "What is going on?" I asked in amazement, turning my head...
I've already submitted two stories long ago, under the name of Romeo Alpha, and would like to continue my submissions. Here is my third submission, based on a true life story: * I was a young rebel in my days, when I was a lad of 22. I was always horny, and being an aggressive and accomplished fighter pilot in the Indian Air Force with a medal for being th...
This one (and Everything Under The Sun) have been sitting on my hard drive for two years. Don't ask me where this one came from. But you may be able to help me decide where it's going. Just remember one thing: if you don't know what "futa" is, back away slowly. If you DO like this stuff (you fucking pervert), I recommend "The Sex Star" by Pinata. * I don't...
I'm a woman. Yes, I'm also married. No, I am not going to tell you the only man I fuck is my husband. NO, I don't ask you to judge me. Just read, enjoy, and realise that in my stories I leave out the boring details like putting on condoms, washing up, etc, etc. If you like the story, please leave a comment. If you don't, that's ok too. However... Please, if...
[Note: The hotwife in this story is, well, a wife, right? That means she has a husband. When she gets hot, he becomes a cuckold. You following this, Annony? Get over it, or read a different story. Oh, yeah, one more thing -- BTB is a fetish and has no place in Loving Wives.] *** Tracy and Don Elliott, empty-nesters in their late 40s, supplement their incom...
This is a tale about a night when six friends went to the famous Saints and Sinners Ball in Melbourne, Australia. Two of the couples, Steve & Dee, and John & Carol, had been before. Barry and M had not. This is their story. Steve stood behind M, his erect dick sandwiched between her taught thighs, his hands cupping and squeezing her ample breasts as his m...
Bold is youth when in its ignorance it steps out to put the world to rights, or achieve some end for which it is not yet fitted. Thus I stepped forth boldly declaring I would write a musical stage show to be put on at our church by the church youth group. I had never written a play and could not read a note of music but it was all in my head. Perhaps that...
For a long while Michael and I lay on the bed in a naked embrace, my wrists still bound to the headboard, and I still had ribbons in my hair and bobby socks on my feet. I was reluctant to spoil the moment, but my mind was racing with questions, and I desperately wanted answers. I especially needed to know if he knew anything of what had been happening betwe...