The invitation was strange. Then again, she smiled to herself; he always did seem to do things a little different than everyone else. Her skin smelled faintly of lavender as she stepped from the shower. She toweled her hair dry. As she bent to wind the towel into a turban on her head, her face flushed at the memory of his strong hands blindfolding her in th...
I was outside that bright sunny fall afternoon taking pictures. My desire to photograph people as well as scenery had brought me to the track. On a day like this there would always be someone there whether a pickup game of football or just a lone jogger. An average size, fit looking girl dressed in T shirt and blue shorts and wearing Nike running shoes came...
The Latino beauty had shown up - no surprise. However, she didn't go looking for Jay right away, no, there was other men here that she'd found amusing. Dressed in a oh so short skirt, that resembled a mini-kilt and a almost completely see through top - which exposed her black, lace, push-up bra - she leans into a car through the drivers window. "So," She h...
It was our first Christmas together. The day had been spent decorating the house. We had gotten to the final box when you smiled and said "Oh, mistletoe -- my favorite!", sounding delighted and giving me a teasing smile. I returned your smile and asked where we should hang it. "Probably the light fixture in the living room. That way we will be able to fin...
When I met Carlos, I was fed up with men and scared of having sex. You see, I was very inexperienced when I got married, my husband took my virginity on our wedding night. How was I to know that I was supposed to be wet with my own desire when he entered me, instead of dry and frightened? And so I spent the two years of my miserable married life thinking it...
I had an idea for a Photography story and the Boudoir theme was hit on via a web search similar to that described in the story, which is the only factual part, this is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, liv...
The story is long but I opted to bring it down in bits. So more are yet to follow there after. It is not hardcore and doesn't contain vulgar language. it is soft and please be contented with the way it is. That morning her husband went off on a business trip to Tanzania. Helen slothfully woke up as she was alone. She slept naked, and when she got out of bed...
While some have questioned whether my stories and adventures should be under the category of Loving Wives, I will point out that I am a loving wife. I am also a horny, oversexed wife, whose husband initiated our unorthodox lifestyle. While I initially agreed to have sex with other men, and in some instances women, it is always done with the knowledge and ass...
My wife Mary and I had been having some problems in our ten year marriage and we were very close to calling it quits when she suggested that we sit down and air our problems. I decided that we had nothing to lose by doing this, so, we decided to go to a small, quiet restaurant, get a secluded table and talk. We arrived and were seated in a dark, quiet booth...
This is my first submission here. Apologies if it's perhaps not as good as some. It was written in one hit, without breaks or pauses for thought. True 'stream on consciousness' it's a tale of what I imagine to be a good night out with my 'perfect' partner. An honorable mention must be made to a very special lady, who inspired me to write this. We're out fo...