As we putt-putted back around the little point of land that protected "our beach", I noticed a slight frown on our host's face. I wondered what was bothering him. Had one of us neglected an article of clothing? No. But something... Then I realized what it was. When we had left for the secret cove that morning, Gerry and I sat in the stern together, side by...
DISCLAIMER: This is a work of erotic fiction, the themes of which include interracial sex, cuckolding, and humiliation. If any of these themes are not to your taste, feel free to stop reading at this point. * Karen's fingers were shaking as she held the photograph, checking for the third time that she had brought it as she waited for James to answer the d...
Art begins the story: What started out as a husband trying to inject a little spark into his own sex life was rapidly turning into a case of the wife getting the injections and the husband trying to find a spark. While I was waffling on the idea of swinging, preferring one on one encounters, wifee was leaping headlong into adventures of her own that any of...
The African night was perfect for romance. A full moon bathed the dancers and observers with a warm light around the huge bonfire, while the native drums increased in their intensity. The two hundred or so black Africans celebrated with the visitors from the Inn fueled with local strong drinks which reduced inhibitions and increased passion among the revelle...
1979 Hi, I'm Jonathon. I'm a 20 year old college student. I am somewhat small at 5-9. I have blonde hair and nice straight teeth. Some would call me cute. Not quite handsome, but cute. And as I recently found out I am bi-sexual. Actually, I knew I was attracted to men for a awhile but I never dreamed I would act on that urge. Don't get me wrong, I like wom...
"You feel like life itself, Sir." 'Maybe that's because I was once close to death,' Mark thinks to himself. "I love you, sweet boy," he says instead. Freddy has both hands wrapped around his Dom, who is fiercely aroused at the sight of what he'd made for them: An excellent bondage frame disguised as a wedding arch. The long white scarf hides the hardware...
Authors Note: First off thank you for reading. This is my first story posted here. I would love any feedback you may want to provide. *** Katherine awoke to the sun light filtering through the curtains. Slowly reaching out to her husband Anthony. She groped along the sheets eyes still closed, hoping he would wake up as aroused as she had. Suddenly remem...
Relishing the cold, winter air hitting her lungs, Kate was pounding the streets on her daily run. Closing in the 8 mile mark, the traffic was building as she returned to town. Dressed for running, her toned body was receiving attention from the male drivers as the cars slowed due to traffic. "Hey love, fantastic arse!" yelled a van driver as it sped past....
(Fannie is sent away for slut/slave training! Her training will be chronicled in a future chapter.) Pt. 1 Fannie's husband S is on his way home from work as his cell phone rings. "Hello." "Hi S this is Cindy. Got a minute?" "Sure. Everything alright with Fannie?" He asked. "Perfect. Couldn't be better! She just left for home and I was just wondering...
During the course of my relapse of malaria Amy was a great help. Of course, neither she nor Mark would mention to me their little tryst and I was careful enough to observe that they seemed to avoid each other when they were around the house together. A part of me was happy to see my husband staying away from this young woman, but seeing them together had tri...