I came in the front door and immediately looked for Margaret. She wasn't in the living room, so I looked in her bedroom thinking she might be taking a nap. I didn't find her there either so I headed out to the kitchen. As I went into the kitchen I looked out the side door. She was standing with her back to me holding onto the porch railing with both hands....
Hi! Thank you for reading my story. A couple of points to know: I don't like writing wank porn. I want to write full-fleshed stories with plot, character, drama and tension. This is chapter 1 of what I hope will be a long ongoing story, but I will only write additional parts if people want to read them. I include a little naughty stuff at the end, but you'...
We are a married couple of ten years and this is the story of a break in the country we enjoyed with out our two boys, who are living it up with my parents. We in the meantime are seeking to live it up and revitalise our sex life, by behaving like naughty teenagers for a week. We have chosen to take our caravan to a remote farm that we know well in mid-Wales...
**This story comes by way of inspiration from Tatelou's frequently changing but always sexy avatars in the forum. Damn girl, keep those pictures coming! If you're looking for something else to read, check her stuff out, too!** The warm afternoon sun begged to be basked in. The light filtered through the grayness of the light fog that had settled in the wood...
Margaret and Denise had met online, on a site designed for lesbians interested in more "unusual" sorts of sex play, and fetishes. They quickly learned they both had something of a penchant for anal pleasures and were intrigued by the games some like to call "toilet" play, and enjoyed medical play and settings as well. Now they were meeting face to face for t...
"It's possible for a person to change one's sexual preference later in life," Margaret explained to her colleague, Ruth. "Did you discover this truth in New Guinea?" "Yes, while I was in Papua New Guinea, I developed intimate relationships with the village women." "While you were pretending to be a ceremonial virgin?" "It was necessary for my research to...
As she walks back to the apothecary from making her rounds, Margaret notices clusters of people and centaurs in the streets, their hushed whispers and confused faces. When she passes by the bakery and sees Tillie outside locking up, she greets the woman. "Hello, Tillie," stopping beside her, Margaret motions out into the busy street, "Do you know what is go...
It was almost noon and I couldn't wait. Our neighbors of 18 years were coming over for our weekly Saturday cookout. It was our turn to provide the steaks and burgers. Bills's wife, Margaret, always brought her fantastic home-made potato salad and a delicious side dish. My wife of 32 years, Diane, always made some sinfully fattening desert that we would all c...
Elizabeth StCloud III was the best and most ruthless real estate agent in Mclean county. She was also the best looking. Long curly blonde hair neatly pulled back in a ponytail. 36-24-36 inch body that was always wrapped in the tightest tailor made skirts, blouses, and blazers. She was never afraid to do what it took to land a deal. Even if it required her to...
Chapter 04: What they did to me during the week Up to this point, I had faced each Tuesday night dinner with a strangely challenging mixture of anticipation and apprehension. I looked forward to the raw sexual thrill of being naked among a group of attractive young women, particularly when they also revealed part of their bodies. I loved being shaved by the...