Carol was waiting impatiently when I walked through the door. She immediately ran her arm through mine and said cheerfully, "Where to, boss?" I chuckled at that since I knew that I would never be the boss when she was around. I looked into her eyes and said, "I figured we'd go in the back door to the motel so no one sees us. The room is somewhere on the sec...
On Monday night I was searching the Internet for a holiday when the computer 'pinged' and a blue square popped up in the corner. Slightly surprised I read the message, "Flyboy; says Hi." It took me a few seconds to realise what it meant. Three months previously, just before had gone to University my daughter had set up an MSN messaging account for me to ke...
Hi this is Mandy again with the next chapter of the story about the holiday that my husband Dan and I spent in Cap d'Agde in the south of France last September. We stayed in the naturist part of the resort which attracts a lot of swingers. We'd heard that the place gets pretty wild but we never imagined the things that went on in some of the clubs there. And...
On a Saturday night, going to a strip club to watch girls get half naked was not something I put on the top of the list. But I was helpless in the assault from my friends. They took me to my room and took away all my freedom and my mirror. I was put into contraptions and covered in more makeup than I own while my hair was pulled and teased and ironed. Afte...
Anne was not the kind of woman that had ever been ignored. She hadn't dated a lot in high school but after turning 25 she had changed. Her views on men and sex became less rigid and the men around her seemed to know it. Her husband had pursued her with a determination that he learned from his working class father, along with an inability to keep her happy ei...
Chapter Seven will also advance the time of my story here a bit. To move my story along into a lifestyle changing story I will have this chapter set seven months after Phil was outed as crossdressing sissy named Chantel. Over the last seven months, life for Chantel has become entrenched as a sissy maid and slut. The sex video productions put up online have...
I'm not sure who was messier, Rita or me. We finally got the energy to hit the shower and the hot water felt good. I used my hands to lather her up as she washed her face. She had her back to me as I washed her breasts. My slippery hands had her squirming and whimpering softly. She leaned back against me as my hands worked their way down across her belly, si...
Paul could not be lucky every Wednesday but it was somewhat of a disappointment to miss the couple the week after. Despite feeling tired he found he could not drop off to sleep whilst suspecting, but not knowing if, in one of the other compartments on the train, Ann's lips might well be all around Bill's cock; perhaps they might even be naked together; perha...
Another Wednesday, another evening class at the 'Tech.'. Not easy for Paul Sharpe after a tiring day at the office but it was worth it, not just because of the hoped for qualification following the end of year examinations but the hoped for meeting with Ann... and Bill, of course. Would they be there at the railway station? Could he impose himself once more...
Author's note: My uncle Ron died recently. While sifting through his files, I found journal folders marked MY STORY, writings about his life. I have edited these accounts and will post them when I can. These stories include bisexuality, incest, interracial and mature and group sex, etc. All sexual activity depicted here involves persons at least 18 years old...