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. ....
"Are you absolutely sure that this is what Allison told you she wanted us to do?" I asked Tammy for what must have been the eighth or tenth time since arriving at Myra's. "Yes, silly. Now calm down or I'll have to calm you down myself before the fun starts and that could reduce the amount of fun you're likely to have later," she giggled, clearly enjoying he...
Authors Note: This is a direct continuation of the first chapter of this story 'Natalie Submits', so to understand the full context it might be best to read that first! :) I could barely get the events of two nights ago out of my head. Fuck what had I been thinking? I wish I could have blamed the booze, god knows I'd drunk enough of it that night. But I kn...
Jeremy nearly blew beer out his nose when Brad cracked an unexpected joke. He swallowed and sputtered a few times, but managed to avoid an embarrassing display. His friends were all laughing too hard to notice. It was nice to go to a party and have fun again — something he hadn't really done since Nancy had dumped him just before graduation the year b...
Saturday I slept like a baby throughout the night and had one hot dream after another. In one, all the women I had the pleasure of fucking appeared in my suite to create one big orgy. Whenever necessary some other guy appeared to help out pleasuring some of the women but for the most part I stole the show. Just like most other dreams those ones were crossin...
6. I'm A Slave 4 U We were both still a little sticky from the sweat and cum of our hot, passionate sex together, so Britney led me through to the massive en-suite bathroom that led through from her bedroom. The bathroom was decorated with the same height of expense and taste as the rest of Britney's suite and the huge shower was easily big enough to fit th...
I’d be the first to tell you that this private eye business isn’t half of what it’s cracked up to be, Half? Not even a tenth. Most of my time I’m mashing ass in my broom-closet office over Wing Yee’s Oriental Garden on Wentworth, waiting for the phone to ring and wondering whether Yee will let me put another order of pork fried rice on the cuff again and lis...
OK, Here's the next one for this and sorry for the delay. Hope you guys enjoy this as it's the last part of this tale. Meaning, it's done....finito...finale...etc,etc,etc. Hope you enjoyed the tale and what t was. Read it, love it, tell a buddy or two about it, and above all....Enjoy the Show! The walk to his bike was a long one for Ben. The times had bee...
She only had one night. One night that would have to last her a lifetime and she knew that the risk was worth it. He had agreed to meet her; but it was for just one night. This one night would be the first and only time she would see and serve the man that she loved and adored; the man that owned her; mind, body, heart and soul. She knew that in the morning...
WARNING TO READERS - This is a long, rambling, multi-part story and VERY British. The individual chapters will make more sense if read in sequence. Pt. 25 A Damsel in Distress Saturday was a grey, much cooler day with periodic bouts of drizzle and so we were not terribly busy at the garden centre which did at least enable everybody to concentrate on neces...