"They left us again, didn't they?" The skiff is missing from the port side. I scowl as intensely as I can, if only to keep my lip from quivering. There's nothing I can do to stop my eyes from watering except to keep Tony behind me so he can't see. I grip the railing and stare out over the dunes. "It would appear that, once again-" "Aw, can it! I'm fuckin...
By some of the comments received from Part 1 I can tell that there is a definite divide in this website when it comes to interracial sex and the sweet art of cuckolding. Well I love controversy so here comes Part 2. For those of you that enjoyed part one I hope you find part two even more erotic. In this part the fiction really starts to come out. As stated...
"We have to stop!" she said. She said it very sharply. "Um, okay," I said. "We can stop." I held her by the waist and tried to make eye contact, but she wouldn't look at me. She pulled my hands off and flung them away. "I'm sorry," I whispered, withdrawing arms. "Have I hurt you?" "No," she said, her voice breaking. She buried her face in her hands in ob...
(Author's notes: This is a work of fiction. In this fantasy, nobody is worried about STDs. In real life, all non-monogamous sex should be practiced using accepted safe-sex precautions. This story revisits the characters of earlier stories, Beach Vacay and Beach Bikini Shop. This story stands alone; you don't have to read either of those stories to follow th...
Dear fans and student, I have just returned from island of Timur to partake in a symposium in Vienna, which interestingly enough deals with the clitoris shape and impact on the world economy. While not my area of expertise, it has been become a hot topic in the academic community, given the massive public funds being thrown at it today by many governments....
It was Saturday afternoon and I had just gone outside and picked up the mail from the mail box. There was an envelope among the bills I didn't recognize. The return address was from a company called, "Heritage4You", and was addressed to my ten year old son Jimmy. I went inside and laid the bills, advertisements and junk mail on a table. I picked up the stran...
I turn to her, "Can you show me you're ready?" She smiles, as if she knows she will be hearing this question. Her eyes flick left and right, then beyond and over my head. She turns slightly to her left, towards the sidewall of our booth. Her right hand rises to the neckline of her purple, low-cut dress. Her fingers linger for a long moment, and then curve i...
I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I did writing it. I've had a long standing love of Irish lasses. Their eyes, complexion, smiles have always warmed my heart, and a few have broken it. Constructive criticism as always is welcome in the comments, others will be dealt with in the usual manner. ***** I don't remember a time I slept so well. I could...
The mere sound of the door to the flat being closed behind her was sufficient stimulus to cause my cock to start to swell. The explanation was simple, I had learnt to associate this sound as a starter for fun, it indicated my roomie Catherine had left the flat to go to her work. It meant that I could sneak into her room and have a good rummage through her la...
On December third there will be a number of stories published in Loving Wives by authors far more talented than I am. The common theme will be the author's attempts to write stories about sharing a wife that is a bit off the beaten path. There's nothing unique under the sun, but maybe we can aspire instead to take the road less travelled. How each of the a...