My husband was standing in our kitchen, blatantly displaying mixed emotions. He was obviously in a sexual agitated state with what was possibly going to take place, but also a high degree of anxiety swamped his very being. "You can stop this anytime you wish, that is, until we set foot in the studio. Once we're in the studio, there will be no turning back!...
"Hello Christine, come in and rest your legs". I said as I answered the door. "Thanks I hurried over after I got your call. Hi Allan still hanging out I see". Allan was naked as always unless we expect people who do not see us that way. "You said on the phone that you had almost completed plans for an extended do similar to the one at our house. Let me ha...
This story is part fiction, part real. The characters in the story are people from real life and most of the circumstances and surroundings are very much real. As usual, there is some amount of exaggeration and spice added to make it more appealing to the reader. Just like my other stories, please be warned that the story contains very strong cuckoldry ele...
This is a true story that has developed over the past 3 years. It is about our experiences with swinging and how it introduced us to open marriage, bi, and inter-racial sex. Saturday, I awoke at 10:00am, and the first thing I did was replay the video of the party from the night before in the living room. Reviewing the video was much more graphic than I rem...
Once again not a writer. There will more than likely be grammar issues. Try to look pass it all. ******** It had only been a couple days since Tyrone had gone back home, But Susan couldn't stop thinking about him. His Big Black Monster of a Cock, his muscular toned body, his confidant smile, his power, and his fucking COCK in her pussy. It was the only t...
The first time happened when I went over to Bill and Roberta's house to drop off a package. I had done the polite thing and called first, and Bill said to come over in about 15 minutes. Roberta met me at the door, wearing her robe. I smiled a little, thinking my phone call may have interrupted a little morning delight for them. Ah, there was no Bill in sigh...
I met Ace in college, he was a beautiful boy. Dark skinned, tall and lean, he was an absolute dream. We didn't share a class, I just happened to see him in the library and knew then that I wanted him. I walked over to him and asked him out for a pint. Who would say no to a beautiful college senior? A blue eyed, white skinned, red head? We met later that eve...
The night had been a little different. It was Halloween and the party had been long. You were rather drunk, and dressed like a vampire. Your girlfriend, Morgan, was dressed to the nines in a sexy school-girl outfit. The top barely covered her small, but perky and sexy tits. Her nipples poked out on occasion. The small pleated plaid skirt barely covered her t...
In 1962 I married Carol when we were eighteen. We’d both been abandoned as babies and the same couple had adopted us so we grew up as brother and sister although having different birth parents. Carol had a faded photograph of her birth mother also called Carol at eighteen years of age. She’d no idea who her father was and I’d no inkling who my real parents...
Cassie Stevens was disgusted with herself. She hated what she had become. First she had cheated on her husband. Then she was blackmailed into cheating a second time – by her son Mark's best friend no less. But worst of all, deep down she knew that she was beginning to enjoy the affair with her new young lover. She was truly starting to take great pleasure i...