I don't know what makes women go cock crazy. Some fuck a guy at work or get infatuated with a neighbor. Some women would go to a bar and just find a guy to fuck Maybe just fuck a couple of guys and be done with it. The husband doesn't know and everything is fine. My wife told me her sister Joanie was like that. I mean pick up a stranger and fuck him. Go ho...
He looked at the screen. A suave Englishman dined with a beautiful American woman. She had no veil over her face and her beauty was on show to all the viewers who had seen this film all over the world. This was the first woman he had seen without a veil, except for his wife and his mother, in many years. Excitement would have lit up his face, but in the prot...
May is the right time to visit the Island of Crete. The chance of rain is almost nil, flowers are blooming everywhere and air smells of wild thyme and sage. The temperature is warm enough to enjoy the sea, but not too hot so one can spend long hours on the island's beaches. It was a week into my holiday, when I got off the bus at the village of Shinara on th...
My names Johnny, I'm fifty-eight married to Joan twenty years my junior. We've one daughter of eighteen. My wife's father was a minister of a strict fundamentalist church. It had been drummed into her that sex is dirty unless it is done for the purpose of procreation, no other form of sexual relationships should be allowed. Also no form of contraceptive mus...
Chapter Six - The Sharing Sarah insisted that Mila tell Peter about their tryst as soon as possible. She did not want Peter and Mila breaking the tenets on the first day that they had been accepted into the church of the Sons of Jehovah. But first she had some pressing religious instruction to provide. Mila invited Sarah to dinner that evening so that she...
Every man who has ever lived has a weakness. The man who disagrees is a bold faced liar. My name is Samuel Chambers and I was born in the City of Montreal, Quebec, to a Haitian immigrant father and a white Canadian mother. I consider myself as Canadian as anyone. I got a story to share with you, ladies and gentlemen. I want to tell you about how I met my wif...
If you read my first story, you know that I had a somewhat religious and very modest upbringing and am still religious. You should also know that all of these, except for the names, are a true stories. The next step in my evolution to loving nudity came about a year and a half after the first story and again is not daring compared to other stories I've read...
After my last adventure in June, I promised that I would write about anything more that happened in my life. Little did I know more things were to happen so soon in my life. Well, not exactly to me though...... Malaika. My baby sister. My heart, my love. My very own little mini-me who followed me everywhere. Always wanted to dress like me, always wanted t...
Author's Note: I wrote this story to protest the way we treat fat people. Fat people have the same feelings as you and I do. Fat people just want to be accepted, and then left alone to live and love in peace. Think about this: the last time you worked out, was it somebody fat who screamed for you to "Go for the burn?" No, that was your hardbody personal trai...
This is a fantasy. Any similarity between this story and any actual incidents are pure coincidental. I had always regarded my mother-in-law as a remarkable woman. When I first met her, Barbara was approaching 50 years of age. She was, and still is for that matter, a vivacious, attractive and intelligent lady. She had held down a busy and demanding job for...