Friday night, around 5:30 PM: Megan pulled into his drive and shut off her car. For a long moment she sat, staring at his porch, wondering if she should go inside. Her mind drifted to the events of the last few months. Most of the time she had spent with him had been painful. Still, she had never felt safer. That perplexed her. How could she suffer so mu...
She always masturbated by candlelight. It hadn't always been the case. Before she had first laid eyes on Maddie masturbation was simply part of her nightly routine; find some porn – straight or lesbian, it didn't matter – bring herself to orgasm then go to bed. Maddie had changed all that, however. Before the 22-year-old had come into her life she'd never h...
This is a story that may or may not ever happen at this time. It is based on a realistic situation. It is a Wednesday night and you are still with your husband. It has been preplanned by us that you would convince him to go play pool tonight. The difference is that tonight I am going to be in a costume watching you, and you are not going to have fun with yo...
My husband's a computer geek for an offshore drilling company, and that means he's gone for long periods, often weeks. I've learned to adjust to this and I find I'm the one who needs to make important decisions without him. We'd been looking for a house for so long I'd almost given up. The problem was I wanted a large house, something like the Cleavers lived...
The night air held a chill, causing her nipples to peak; two rosy buds pointing north, beckoning for attention. Flaunting really. The hot tub cycled off. She looked to Brian. He sat. His eyes closed; a slight smile on his lips. "Damn this feels good." "You wanna get out?" "No; not yet, five more minutes." Shelly relaxed. He always made her wait. She ha...
We were suppose to go to a Halloween party that night. At least that is what he told me when he called me that evening to arrange our date. It was my freshman year in college and he was an older man, 28 to be exact, with a fast cherry red Mustang convertible and a penchant for the bottle, which is something that I would later find out. Sounds like I had m...
Again, the story is true. Names are changed and some of the more boring stuff is left out, but all true. * I take a long, deep swig of my gin and tonic and stretch my rubbery legs out under the table. I'm sitting in a swingers club in Las Vegas. I have a sarong around my waist that is literally open to my hip. Nothing else. My DDD breasts are proudly on di...
I bought Tina a little black dress and sexy 4" black heels for our Vegas trip. Being the devil I am, the dress was a lot shorter and the heels much higher than she would normally be comfortable with. So I was happy to see them when she unpacked them our first day in the Aria. She didn't wear it our first night out. Instead, she picked her navy blue lace dre...
I pranced down the street, the light night breeze sending a tingle through my spine as it touched my bare skin. I had been preparing for this moment for days and was glad that I had decided to shave my bush. I was debating just doing a little trimming, but decided to go the extra mile and go completely bare. I had never had a lot of hair in that area thanks...
It is recommended that you read Part One first, if you have not already done so. *** I was taken aback when my colleague, Samuel, bet me one hundred pounds he could get my wife pregnant. I was already regretting the previous bet I had made with him that he wouldn't be able to seduce her, then manipulating events at my employer's dinner dance to load the od...