Natasha strode into the suite, tossed her clutch onto the coffee table and flung herself down into the couch. Gianni entered the suite behind her, his manner more sedate though his face was both grave and ominous. He took the seat opposite the couch and watched Natasha closely as she leaned forward and buried her face in her hands with a low groan. Despi...
By the time Tiffany and Joseph reached the street, they could see the big black car approaching... "Goooood," she whispered, more to herself than Joseph. He opened the door for her and let her climb in, then closed it behind her. Joseph walked around the car and said something to the driver, then got in the back seat with Tiffany who was watching him expec...
"You're majesty," a smooth baritone voice said behind me. I slowly turned around. I'd been staring out of the French doors that lead to the back garden, dazed and daydreaming about my afternoon in bed with Tolem. Mostly, wishing we'd had more time, or could do that again very soon. Then, one of my main problems called me out of my daydream. "Yes, Prince Iri...
All characters and events are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real events or people is entirely coincidental. ***** I don't know if I should be writing this down, but it seems to be the only way I can share the load of what I'm feeling right now. You see, sometimes my wife has deliberately flirted and done things to make me feel jealous and when I'v...
This is one of those, "I never thought it could happen to me" confessions. Actually it's more like two of them. One is I never thought something could make such a dramatic difference in my sex life with my husband, Jim. The other is the actual activity that caused the change. To begin, my name is Claudia. I've been married to Jim for 26 years; we are both 4...
Traci and I just got back from another amazing vacation which I will get to later. As a couple, we have found an amazing rhythm of limiting our involvement in the swinging world. We find that when we do get back from a vacation with her enjoying well hung black lovers, that we are able to recall the memories and feelings while we are making love. Our sex lif...
A man runs fast through the woods. The freezing temperatures of the tiny village in central Siberia made it hard to breathe... It actually hurt to breathe. He was covered from head to toe in protective gear. Without it his blood would stop flowing and frostbite would set in. He'd been running for so long. He wanted to stop but he couldn't. He had a bullet...
Here she was, sitting silently in the last row of pews, waiting for the whole dreadful ordeal to be over. It was her ex-best friend's wedding and she wanted to be anywhere else but there in that moment. Andrea's invitation had been a sort of olive branch meant to show that there was no ill will on either side. And despite how much she didn't really want to b...
When I married my dream goddess I had no idea that she had been such a nympho slut before college. I only knew that she’d been the prom queen, and head cheerleader in her high school. In college she became a member of the most elite sorority on campus. And why not, what with her angelic face, long flowing silver white mane that fell in waves down to around h...
I figured I'd continue with a few of our escapades. Parts are true. Parts are embellished truth. It's up to you to decide what is what. Enjoy. - FL * "Nah, just a little while longer," Miles told me between kisses. "Hey, remember it's my birthday," I told him. "I know. I know. But let's just dance a couple more songs. I'm having a good time." "You're s...