After we all had enjoyed a fabulous cold buffet accompanied by nice wines, our next game was announced. "The next game is quiet similar to the musical chairs as we've played in the beginning of the evening. But this time it is probably better referred to as fucking chairs... ," Chris told us. A ring of chairs was put in a circle. The men were asked to take...
Hello you naughty girls and boys! Okay everyone, looks like I ran into another wall. I think my hands must also be tied behind my back as I just can't seem to catch a break lately. This was intended to be a collection of ten pieces. Some of those are quite small and you will get to see those now. Some were longer fuller stories and some were truncated to gi...
She stood in the middle of the gothic-style room that was authentic enough to have seemingly been transported from the early 18th century. Floor candelabra and chandeliers shed their soft glow, muting the table, chairs, and large four-poster bed with dark shadows. The room was warm, a fire raging from within the grand stone fireplace, a soft, thick sheepskin...
THE LONG ROUTE "Would anybody really be surprised if Justin Bieber had the name 'Geraldo' tattooed on his penis?" I asked the stay-at-home mom wearing nothing but well-placed body paint. Through a concrete coating of eyeliner, she stared back at me, gulped the remainder of her Fuzzy Navel, and headed out to the dance floor. Three cowboys wearing ass-less c...
My wife Karen and I had just been invited to a party. It was in honour of our first wedding anniversary and being thrown by my boss, we couldn't say no. My wife is 5 foot 6, has shoulder length blonde hair, blue eyes, a near perfect figure (in my opinion) and nice c cup breasts. She never fails to attract the attention of single (or not) men whenever we go o...
Approaching 35 years of being married, Bobbi and Joshua Greenberg reflect on their time together. Each of the partners will give you their perspective on why their romance has lasted so long. This is Part 1 of a multi-part series. Give it time to heat up. This is a work of fiction where I have taken some historic liberties and a few suggestions from the w...
I had been planning this for months. Though not without a lot of effort on my part, I was sure it was going to be a success. It seemed my ear had been bent permanently around the receiver making phone calls to everyone I could find, including those in Sue's little black book. Through the art of finagling and deception but I managed to copy the whole thing at...
Chapter 23 – Am I a slut? Lynn stars in a video "Tina, can I ask you a question?" Lynn asked, obviously unsure of herself and the sexual landscape she was embarking on. "Oh, sure. Anything." Tina was lounging around the family room wearing a t-shirt and not much else. "How many men have you slept with? Tina thought, "Oh, I've lost count because of m...
What might surprise people to hear I allowed was the first and only male client I ever accepted. Now, of course, I did not let him touch me or make love to me since I was sure Eleanor would leave me in a rage if I did so. Besides, after fifteen years of making love to women, I had no inclinations to make love to a man. Or perhaps I did. It’s rather hard...
Me and my mates had our eyes on you all night. You were such a turn-on in that skimpy red top and short black skirt. The way you sat on the sofa, crossing and uncrossing your legs, offering tantalizing glimpses of your wispy panties. And later, when I got the chance to hold you close in a slow sexy dance, and I saw those gorgeous tits spilling out of your t...