I could see my wife stepping out of the shower drying herself with a towel. She was absolutely gorgeous. Her long red hair flowed down past her shoulders and the contrast of her pale white skin and green eyes drove me crazy the very first time I met her. She was wiping her breasts now. They were naturally large and very full. I could barely see from the dis...
Caution: wife sharing story ahead! If this subject is not your thing, please do not read any further and please demonstrate enough maturity not to comment. I'm most interested in feedback from fans of this genre. * A couple months after Aurora Blue had met her two newest, bestest friends, I was at the bar with Tim. Several people from work had wondered ove...
CHAPTER THIRTY Brownlow rang the Swain house at 9:15am, a time when he could be reasonably sure that Cynthia would be home alone. "I want to talk to you, alone." "I don't think that would be a very good idea." "I don't think that you are in a position to dictate terms. If you have anyone with you when I get there I go straight to the station and present m...
This is a story about a girl I knew. It’s not entirely from my point of view since some of it happened without me around. I have culled it from anecdotal stories as well as from personal experience. The story has become a legend to the people that knew her. It seems that I have become a bit of a legend myself. It goes like this… >>>>>> Violet had a problem...
You may recall from the first three chapters of this story the lovely Megan, who has become a good friend of James and Julia's. This is an excerpt from when they met at a boudoir photo session for Julia, who is, herself, an attractive, petite brunette with an adventuresome side. ...As introductions were exchanged, Julia and James admired the beautiful thirt...
Author's Foreword: I return to the people who DO NOT live next door in this story - although the climax of Part 1 actually did happen. And again, there are no hot scenes so please read someone else's submissions if that is your forte. Also thanks again for reading my short stories as I continue to teach myself how to write. ***** Prologue: Article in Harb...
This is an attempt to describe how the tragic death of my brother led in time to the transformation of my sex life. Written down now, that looks cold and callous. In fact, it was anything but; it has been a journey of discovery that has enriched those of us involved and who have reached the point at which we are comfortable with ourselves and each other and...
The story you are about to read is a fantasy. All characters are fictional. However, if you do see Susan, please tell her that I'd like a return match. ---------------------- She was leaning on the receptionist's desk, conferring with the other lass. Red pumps, long legs that went all the way up, crimson skirt exposing the knee, a gold chain masquerading a...
This continues the story of how I became obsessed of being a voyeur as well as a swinger. It took time and a lot of energy before I could influence my wife to fulfill my desire to see her with other men, but it was worth it. The combination of these two factors later led us to what happened next. Zaki * It took more than a week before we heard from Chris...
It was a last minute decision to go. A friend we'd met at a club in the city told us about an underground "club" that was at a new location each month. He assured us it was a great time, and when the next club night rolled around, he sent us an e-mail with an invite and a map. We decided to check it out. My boyfriend Brian and I had a fine time getting read...