Part 1 of 3: Marriage After 20 Years It was another night of bland sex. Neither of them complained. After 20 years of marriage, sex had become more of a routine than anything else. Maureen came back to bed after washing herself between the legs. She turned off the light, got underneath the covers, and laid next to her husband. "That was lovely," she said...
It happened right after Sunday Service. Bob Smythe, he with what must certainly be the largest penis in the congregation, stood next to me at the coffee and donuts table. The room was full of parishioners dressed in their Sunday best. He filled a styrofoam cup with hot coffee and said something that surprised me. "I heard a rumor that a band we like is thin...
Standard disclaimers. This is a story about sexual exploration and, open relationships. Open relationships can and do happily exist; but they are not for everyone. If you do not believe it is at all possible for open relationships to exist without damage to any and all involved parties, please do yourself a favor and don't waste your time reading this. . Al...
Marian woke up late on Saturday morning feeling unusually horny. She had used her favorite dildo the previous night, and it had helped, but she needed more than that. What she needed were Ryan's tongue and his dick in her pussy and maybe in her ass. Ever since the first time she seduced him in the shower, he had been coming over on Saturday to mow her lawn a...
Christopher skimmed through the schedule for the day. He had six lessons planned, four in his studio, two at the students' homes. He sighed and slouched on the arm chair next to the grand piano. The instrument reigned over the whole room, its dark smooth wood reflecting the morning light from the window, which annoyingly settled in a shiny rectangle on his e...
"Are you fucking that little bitch?" "Pardon me? Who? Of course not." "Are you sure?" "I assume we're talking about Sharon. Look, she's your friend; you're the one that suggested the two of us play tennis together on Saturday mornings since you don't really enjoy the game. They live in our neighborhood and it's a very small neighborhood. You've got to be...
Thank you to 'LadyCibelle' and Techsan' for their editing of my story. They are two of the best. If you find any errors I probably made them after the editing was finished. Chapter 1 My friend and I: My friend Esau and I have been friends since high school. We played sports together. Neither of us won any scholarships so we didn't go to college. We both g...
Chapter Four He hesitated for a moment more, allowing himself to dream for a precious moment that things could be different, but then with a regretful sigh, he turned to switch on the engine and drove out of the car park as they began their journey in silence. Miranda let out a slow and quiet sigh of relief, mixed with regret... she had seen the look on Ma...
"Blind squirrels find a nut every now and then," 51 year old Judy Melvin told herself as she aimlessly stumbled through the undergrowth in the woods just off the 6th fairway. "But probably not this time," the freshly minted grandmother grumbled as she dodged what looked to be a patch of poison ivy. "Not exactly my idea of a relaxing vacation," she shook h...
This is a short story that just popped into my head. I tried to ignore it but it's holding on like a very stubborn terrier so guess I'm just going to have to put pen to paper...or rather fingers to laptop. It was partly inspired by someone who I've only known for a short time but whom I now consider a sort of inspiration. This is for you b579. You know you...