The party had been a good one. At one point there must have been 20 or 30 people milling around our house, talking and enjoying each other. As the night passed some of our friends left and others arrived. By 10 PM we were down to 4 couples. We had been sitting around making small talk and telling a few off color jokes when one of the girls suggested that we...
Chapter 11: Yvonne's Story This is the continuing chronicle of the MILF club. If you have not read any other chapters I suggest you go back and read them for background, although most of this chapter will make sense even if you don't. Just for review, Chapters 1 through 9 are about Sherry and Peter, the primary couple in this story. Chapters 10 and 11 are b...
Preface :) - Many years back, in the late 90s, when I first discovered the internet and started reading erotica, one of the first wife stories I read involved a musical chairs situation. It caught my fancy at once and I read it many times before moving on to other stories. This was on some minor website, not the big ones like ASSTR or Literotica. A few month...
Note to the anonymous letter writers ... if you don't like what I write then don't read it. If you do enjoy them, I thank you for your comments. * None of my stories is set in the current times ... I really am an old fart and I can't take those little magic pills. Therefore, there is no possibility of "new" adventures. Of course, writing about past adventu...
Chapter 8: The Party A male servant answered the door, and, giving Timothy a quick and puzzled glance, escorted them inside. Clare's house was over-the-top and opulent to say the least. The floors were made of fine marble, the ceilings were high, there was a huge crystal chandelier in the foyer, and statues and fine art seemed sprinkled around almost everyw...
Day 2 Continued "So what shall we do now?" asked Sara, still glowing from the fuck session with the handsome older couple. "I don't know. I kind of feel like getting a drink." "Well, there are plenty of bars and clubs here. Let's check the directory." On the wall in the kitchen next to the courtesy phone was a small open topped file box with a book insid...
Ava was well-versed in utilizing creative resourcefulness to accommodate her peculiar sexual proclivities. She was sorely lacking, however, in the crucial areas of discretion and caution; chagrined, Ava berated herself as she straightened her skirt, silenced the radio, and wished she had tinted windows. She should have turned off the radio before things had...
The first chair was a chair of many firsts. It was the first time I'd had a sexual encounter with anyone at the office. (Not that the thought hadn't occurred to me on many occasions, naturally.) It was the first time I saw his gorgeous cock outside those swollen jeans. (Up to then I'd thought all penises were pretty ridiculous looking). It was the firs...
There were four of us couples that had been friends for a long time. Sometimes only two or three of the couples would get together, if someone had something else they had to do. But mostly, it was the eight of us getting together to have fun. Dancing, picnics at the beach, barbeque, dinner out, just what ever we thought might be fun, and maybe different. We...
We arrived Friday in the beginning of the afternoon at El Balneario Sabroso. My boss had sent me with my wife Emily to this posh resort on an tiny bounty island just of the coast of Florida. I'm an executive assistant to my boss, who's a member of the board of directors of our company. "Just consider it as a well-earned long weekend off, all expenses paid....