Introduction I am writing this to share an experience that happened recently in my life that still has left me both fulfilled and confused. I could think of no other way to describe it other than an educational experience that came very late in life. My name is Debbie and I am a very fit 50 year-old woman. I have short blond hair, blue eyes, and smallish br...
Being a Summoner wasn't all it was cracked up to be. In fact, a choice is rarely given to the Summoner in question. Usually one of great potential and ability to access the Summoner Secrets sets their fate in stone. They are to exist within the boundaries of the League's walls, secluded from the rest of existence. It normally results in empty shells of peopl...
This is a story about Stephanie, a new hot wife. I first introduced her in the first story I wrote, “Cards With Friends.” Stephanie is married to Jason, who is now a happy cuckold husband. This is the sixth story with her. At the end of another story I wrote about these two, called “Threesome for a Hotwife,” Stephanie now wears a gold anklet on one of her le...
I sat nervously in the doctor's examination room the next day and answered in a quiet voice as he took details of my name, age and address. The middle-aged male doctor, who had raised his eyebrows when I told him I was just twenty, seemed brusque and rushed, and I had not protested when he told me a medical student would be observing the consultation. The st...
Hi, this is my first story here. It happened to me a couple years ago when I was in grad school, 26 years old. My boyfriend and I broke up that semester a couple weeks before final exams. I did relatively OK since I was busy working on my experiment, writing a paper and studying for two exams. After it all winded down and break came up—the first I had in a...
This story is presented in five parts. The story is finished and all chapters have been submitted, so hopefully you should be able to get into the story and enjoy a chapter every day. As always, your comments and observations are welcome. * Now I realize the last thing you my reader needs, if you don't play cribbage, is a complete description of the game's...
First Wife Sharing (MM/F) Prologue (No sex) About us. I'm forty, and an attorney at a well–regarded mid–town Manhattan firm. Just shy of six feet tall, hard–earned swimmer's build, with neatly–trimmed salt and pepper hair, pale blue eyes that typically look out through a pair of horn–rimmed spectacles, and have been described as handsome on more than one...
All my friends said dating a woman twenty years younger than me would mess with my head, my former wife just laughed shook her head and told me she never thought she would see me go through a mid life crisis, I guess she was wrong. I jostled my bum trying to comfort my aching body, two broken arms, two shattered legs below the knees and four cracked ribs, ru...
The three men in the back of the bar had had too much to drink. The cocktail waitress brought them another round anyway; in spite of their crude language and wandering hands, they were really good tippers. Besides, they were regulars and she had balled each of them at least once in the past and she knew that, even drunk, they each could fuck up a storm. But...
"Things are not always as they seem," Nancy said, smoothing the boy's hair. She let her hand linger as she pondered if it was time to take the shears to his thick, dark locks. He had come through the door with a look of excitement on his face. His exuberance was always a joy to her, but she had cautioned him that the younger children had gone to bed and were...