The night before this morning at work had been a disappointment. The ex had been in town and despite always trying to see me when he was home and occasionally asking me to marry him in the meantime, he actually didn't seem to like me that much. This, then, usually meant that he had sex with me quickly and retreated even quicker afterward on his little trips...
Some random thoughts on wedding night sex from a husband to his wife The calm before the storm can mean many things - but for us, dear lover, we know what it means. It sounds negative doesn't it? But happily it is not. In reality, the calm before the storm, tempest, squall, hurricane, or what have you, is nothing but a blissful condition that will produce...
The fire had long since died to a few embers in the pit. Susan carefully poked the remaining embers into a small mound and made sure there was no other combustible material nearby. She heard Bill and Tiffany crawling about in the tent as they rearranged bedding and packs to make room for a third body. Susan could tell from the sounds that more than just rear...
I was extremely grateful and surprised when my parents announced that they were going berry picking after supper was over and my brother was in charge of the dishes. I threw a satisfied grin in his direction after he glared at me, like this had been my idea. Suck it up kid, you're living here for free; clean a dish for once. After making sure the parental u...
After 20 years of marriage and three kids I've finally learned to really enjoy all things sexual. Since I was a teen sex has never meant that much to me. I was always interested in teaching and becoming a good teacher. I saw family as a goal, and a good marriage as incredibly important. I always wanted a nice home and I wanted to lead a normal life, and thes...
The day started like any week day, my husband is up and ready for work, we share coffee together and I send him on his way, what a rut. I'm only 27 years old and the thrill seems to have left. Day in and day out the same thing. My day grinds on, I clean around the house. Tea, soft music, and the monotony of my day settles in around me, my familiar boredom ta...
It was stupid to get caught. The object of my desire is tall, blonde haired, blue eyed and ripped with drool inducing muscles. His morning routine consists of greeting the sunrise by pushing back his curtains, reclining on his bed, and watching whatnot on television. All of this is done in a one piece - naked as the day he was born - birthday suit. My res...
This is part four of the journey of Ana and Wes, the chapter will be the last. niyah Ana was delving deeper and deeper into this erogenous zone of D/s. Her thoughts were on Weston every moment of every day. Wanting desperately to meet Him. To be everything He wanted in a sub slave. Of course there were draw backs. He was married and so was she. The relation...
She parked her car, legs weak again. ' Can I do this?' she thought yet again. 'Is this real?. At least it's daytime, day, I could not do it if it was dark'. These thoughts tumbled in and out, crowded with the desire that welled in her. She had wanted to know what HE had felt, the places that he had described in her ear as he pushed in and out, the sounds he...
I wasn't expecting any presents this year. At least not in my home. On Christmas morning, I would travel to my parents' house several miles away to engage in holiday pseudo-cheer with them and my siblings, and the nieces and nephews who always reminded me that my own marriage had broken up before kids could come along. I spent Christmas Eve in my usual plac...