Chapter Eight: Secret Cravings George knew that he might not get a better chance. As long as Maria was with them he could get his wife to do things he thought she wouldn't have done while alone with him. It was fine that he could finally penetrate her anally whenever he wanted but do anything besides ordinary sex still seemed out of the question. Only sinc...
Author's Note: This is going to get a little dark at points. It will involve pet-play, humiliation, and water sports. So if that's not your thing, I'm sorry to have caused you to waste a click. "Who's a good girl?" My husband looked down at me with a smirk of condescension spreading over his face. He stroked my hair playfully as I obeyed, my hands up near...
Note: This stand-alone story is part of our continuing adventures in swinging. It is also the last chapter of the story. Thanks to all who have read some or all of these tales, and I appreciate all of the comments, good and bad, that I've received. I hope you found at least some of these stories humorous. Chapter 12: In Da Club 4 -- Vampires, Boobies & Blo...
God, it gets me wet just thinking about those days. I mean, I know it was high school, but for us, it was the end of it all - high school I mean. We really were like gods - goddesses - in our own way. I don't know if it was how we talked, or walked, or dressed... maybe it was a combination of the three, but there was a certain threatening appeal to us. You'...
It's Always Time Act Four: Food for Thought Chapter One: A Hole for the World "Yves, Ursula," Dee said to the odd couple goggling at him in the hallway. "You guys okay?" He scrutinized Ursula's face. Her eyes were hidden behind the fog filming her wide, oval glasses. "Ursula?" Yves followed Dee's gaze. "Ursula, how're you doing?" Her hand squeezed his unt...
Author’s Note: This builds upon the events of the previous chapters. I would recommend reading them first, before diving into this chapter. ***** Monday, January 26 Once I was finished in the bathroom this morning, I stood before the full-length mirror in my bedroom. I wanted to ensure my ensemble was well matched, and my makeup was perfect, and there...
This is a three-part story of an encounter I had with a nudist girl and her family when I was home from college. . . . . . . . . . . My toes sank into the sand as I strolled along the shoreline. After a year in New England for college, the Southern California sun on my skin warmed me like a blanket. I hadn't been to this beach since the previous summer, an...
In "Mistaken Identity", Debbie, a college Sophomore, was at a hotel early one evening to meet her married lover at the time they had routinely met for several months for a few hours of sex. Always in need of money, she had met him as a baby sitter, arranged through the college. He had introduced her to oral sex, both ways, but recently began trying to end th...
Filled with joy, Daphne practically skipped down the side walk toward her studio space. She was excited to get back to art, and put all the drama and trauma behind her. Having found and felt true love for the first time in her life with Alex, and then there was Nikki. The physical reaction her body goes through whenever she was close to Nikki was utterly und...
I was watching her face to catch any signs of emotions, as she removed the headphones. But she had a poker face for the last ten minutes. She was fully concentrated on the music and trying to hear every single beat and note. "So?" I said. "What do you think?" "I like it," she said. "You sure?" "Yeah, absolutely. You have talent, boy. That's fantastic."...