This little story concerns a couple who finds a way to limit a wife's tendency to overstay at social functions. Just a bit of sex, but a lot of desperation (hold-it). * * * * * Art Cavanaugh wasn't really into parties. Well, at least not formal parties. A good picnic while on a fishing trip, or a bit of a celebration after a golf match, these he could take...
"Sitting motionlessly, but still in sexual union, I looked up at the pitch black, star-studded sky and thanked my own lucky star. I had never loved so deeply or cared so completely. Of our many Jamaican pleasures, this moment was the best of all." She looked radiant. In preparation for our Jamaican vacation, she made frequent visits to a tanning salon. Her...
A taste of the tale: As if reading my mind, I felt the first trickles squirt forth. I groaned in appreciation, locking my lips over her pussy and sucking on the entire organ. Then it came pissing from her. I felt her anus clenching rhythmically on my finger, so I plunged it into her up to the knuckle, and curled it, gently rubbing her silky rectum walls. My...
For a Wednesday night, the bar was quiet. I sat atop my barstool, nursing my martini and staring blankly off into space, mindlessly considering my questionable life choices. "You look like you're getting low. Can I get you another?" inquired the bartender, noticing that my glass was nearly empty. I nodded and set back to work. The words flowed easily with...
John, 51, is an executive with a boutique hotel chain that has been on the rise in recent years. He was with a larger chain for a number of years, but seized the opportunity to embark on a different path, and he's been a key contributor to the chain's surge thanks to his work ethic and honest manner. An outstanding athlete in his youth, John has remained fit...
As I entered the men's room, the automatic lights came on. No one has been in here in 15mins, I think to myself. I often wonder if they were motion activated or not, and if they might cut out if I was sitting for a long period in a stall. It was just after 7pm, and I was working late. I had been wrapped up in getting the new network setup and as usual time...
Rain hammers down on passing taxis and flashes of electricity pierce the dark night sky. He stumbles out of the door of the local pub in a drunken stupor and stopping only to pull up the collar of his jacket against the harsh wind, before hurrying on up the high street in the direction of the station. The thunder covers the sound of high heels less than 3 me...
Chris, Sean's and Richard's friend, was throwing a very grand party indeed. It was all set up in the hotel's great banquet hall. Unfortunately for Sean, the hall was jam packed with people they knew. People they had to meet, come what may. The next circle of friends had joined them. As they talked and laughed, Richard glanced at Sean with a little smirk on...
This story is fiction. It concerns two older people who wind up as seatmates on a tour bus, and get into a "hold it" situation. There is no hard sex, and the activity is all consenual. Watersports, including "hold-it," and a bit of exhibitionism. M/F, ws, exhib The characters are older people, reflecting that watersports activities can be enjoyed by those w...
My life used to be so uncomplicated. I was a Dominant, and many submissives had served me over the years. Part of the reason they liked me, I feel, was because on rare occasions in my life I'd submitted to others. I was not truly a switch – I was almost a pure Dominant. But I'd mainly submitted because it allowed an escape for me, and a way to better unders...