**All characters are 18 or older. **This is the NINTH chapter of a TEN CHAPTER series so you probably want to read the earlier chapters first! **This chapter is much longer than the others - I've been trying to up my game so it might take a little while for it to get to the erotica parts but when it does I think you'll enjoy it. "Jorge and Riccardo wi...
You would absolutely never take my wife Emma to be the person she is. I mean, you always know that the people you see every day have more to them than meets the eye, but most of that stuff is all pretty mundane. A cop that collects action figures; a woman who loves boxing, etc. The list goes on and on. Well, my wife is a sex-addict, and you'd never know it f...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Or is it? All characters herein are imaginary. Or are they? All events described here are fictitious. Oh, really? All locales described here are real and actual. But this story is not to be taken seriously. Or is it? All sexual activity depicted here involves more-or-less human persons at least 18 years old, and a manuf...
La Paz I had been meaning to call her, but felt embarrassed and ashamed and...well, just not ready. But there she is, exquisite as ever, reaching for agave leaves at Caputo's Grocery. "Elena?" I say to her. She stops her reach. She thinks. I hear her catch her breath. She smiles, turns around. "Michael!" she practically screams. "Oh, Miguel!" She hugs me...
There are people who enjoy wearing chastity belts, but I was not one. I had never worn one, nor even dreamt of doing so. My idea of extreme bondage was the drawer full of handcuffs of various qualities, mostly Valentine's Day gifts from past boyfriends. I don't know if it was pure coincidence or whether there's just something about me that people want to tie...
All sexually involved characters in this story are over 18 years of age. * Ok, well here goes, I thought. I just had to do it, no matter how embarrassing or lame I came off. I stood up from the grass where I was sitting with my soccer team after our game, and turn to look at the group of over 45's sore and breathless from the long game. Beer in hand, I spo...
Out in the living room I sat on the chair to wait. I knew I was expected to try to be feminine, so I sat lightly on the edge, ankles crossed and legs together, hands folded on my knees. It must have been at least ten minutes before Sandra came out. She looked flushed when she came into the room. Her clothes were straight though, as was her hair. Her nipples...
"What a MILF!" I commented as Stacey walked by me in the food court. There was just something about that particular salesgirl which especially attracted me. It was true that the mall's rules technically discouraged any kind of relationship with staff, but Stacey wasn't on the shopping center's payroll and thus not really my subordinate. She worked in the ba...
****Background **** Everyone in their conservative, Midwestern church would agree that Brad and Marsha Dittoro were the perfect couple. Most of them had known Brad and Marsha for all, or nearly all, of the 10 years they had attended there as a married couple. Some might even recall that it was at this very church that Brad and Marsha originally met, subsequ...
When Jeff Jones was 12 years old he had been a skinny little squirt who girls had laughed at. Now at 18, after 6 years weight training, football and a sudden growth spurt, he was six feet 2 inches of solid muscle. Huge biceps, broad shoulders and massive abs tapered down to a six pack, before thickening out again to two tree-trunk thighs with a solid 9 inch...