My wife remains as addicted to her magic wand as I do to her playing with my nipples while stroking my cock, so when I saw the ad in a discount chain's flyer, it sent a familiar chill to my middle, followed by a heightened sense of my cock beginning to swell. She was sitting at the table, eating breakfast while I was at the small sofa against the wall, the c...
Let me start by saying that this is a true story. It is me sharing some of the most interesting years of my life with anyone on this site that is interested in reading. I'm not a writer. The first installment was a little choppy but explains how things started. The second installment is about the first day of the groups trip to St. Augustine. This installmen...
This is a work of fiction, intended for adults only. Having gotten a little more sleep, I woke up Sunday morning at my usual six-thirty. I lay there for a minute, thinking about the last two days. Angie was quite the puzzle. She is as sexually alive as anyone I’ve ever been with, and then almost in the next minute, she turns into little Miss Priss again. I...
As the flight to London leveled off I began to construct my report outline from the scattered notes accumulated during the previous three weeks. After ten minutes and three false starts I said to hell with it and asked the stewardess for a couple Chivas miniatures. The short flight to Gatwick would be the perfect opportunity to think about this development w...
Author's note: Thanks to anybody who's read this far. This chapter came fairly easily, so I'm not yet sure if this is the end of this anthology or if I'll continue it on. I can see benefits to both arguments--don't drag the story on too long, versus is there more life in the characters? Honestly, at this point, I don't know. I'll come to that decision later....
Chapter 5. Saturday breakfast. We all appeared in the kitchen nude. It seemed to be the most reasonable thing to do. Huge smiles all around. The girls decided that I would need at least three showers that day and that each would help "wash my back." I asked Mary about her life between her divorce and now. She explained that this was John's home area and...
My wife and I started out just fantasizing about bringing others into out sex life, it would help to produce some of the most intense sex of our marriage . We would use sex toys to simulate the "others" in the room and did some role play to help heighten the reality. For the longest time we figured it would remain a fantasy only. One evening a friend of m...
I am a 52 year old widower who runs a small B and B in a southern state. Although I have been single for a number of years, I have not lacked for intimate female companionship. Every few months or so a woman guest seems to appreciate my charming hospitality and my six foot two relatively slender body enough to stay an extra night or two in my little hotel....
This is a long story, foundation for a series titled "The Group." *** I opened my eyes and the sunlight through the window caused me to squint with the sting of a familiar hangover filling my head. As I looked around, I realized I was in a familiar bed. I was in the loft, downtown. I had no idea how I'd gotten there, but I was used to that. As I sat up,...
The guys woke up early Friday morning, much earlier than Brittany and Karen in the adjoining hotel room. After showering and dressing for the day’s activities, they decided to go out for breakfast and maybe do a little shopping for the girls. Returning to the hotel later in the morning, they found both women still sound asleep. Jake took the task of waking...