Driving through the quiet streets of New Orleans, Jasmine still was shaking. Not a superstitious person by nature she did have sense enough not to fuck with things beyond this world and what she knew was going to go down she wanted no part of. This repulsion instinct was quite powerful so once it was obvious that some sort of crazy voodoo ceremony was going...
Nat was still sleeping when I left for the golf course at seven thirty, the morning following our 'sex on the beach' fun. My instructor for 'tune up' was Anita, as it has been since I started coming to Maui, five years ago. Then, I was into guys; now, not so much, laughing aloud at my thought. I have assumed that Anita was gay since day one; she'd never '...
Chapter one The morning after the party I answered the phone, it was Emma who had tormented me so much the previous day, she asked to speak to Karen who then told me that Emma wanted her scarf back and wanted me to deliver it to her. Karen insisted that I go and change into my maids outfit, she surely didn't intend for me to walk to Emma's house dressed li...
The Autumn breeze was cool and crisp as Dixon Abernathy jogged along the road that led back to his house. His sweatshirt was keeping the chill off, but wouldn't be very effective for much longer. At 28, he was more fit than he thought he'd be, mainly because he was an exercise junkie. He didn't eat particularly healthy, but the love of running took care of m...
Hey guys! I guess I didn't really expect to continue with this story, but after several emails and comments here, I figured I should give you what you want. I hope you enjoy, and please, let me know what you think! * For days she felt like she was walking on air. At work, she was excelling. Even in her spare time she felt renewed. On Sunday she went to the...
This story is part 2 in a series about an ex-girlfriends return to my life. For the introductory piece, like here. * Like I said earlier in my first story 'Humiliated by a slut (and loved it)' I run my own business which allows me lots of freedom with my schedule. My business is a small gym that I built downtown about ten minutes drive from my home. I was...
In the weeks since she drunkenly sucked my cock, Alyssa and I had gotten pretty close. Well, close in the sense that we fucked a lot. Pretty much whenever either one of us got a moment’s free time, we went at it. I began to realize that I’d underestimated the “sensual glint” in her eye. I assumed she was a little repressed. But I had no idea she was such a...
Ed Note: This is a quick sequel to One of those Vegas Stories. It would read better to read the other story first, but it is ok stand alone. There is couple swapping, so if that is not your thing save yourself some time. ***** I woke up with my best friend's wife Jen laying naked on top of me. Beside me on the bed, close enough to touch, was my wife Erica,...
Sharon Winters unlocked the door and entered the room at the end of the second floor hallway. Though it was rapidly approaching mid morning, the room was dim due to the drawn blinds. Careful not to awaken him too soon, she took off her shoes and tip toed across the carpet in her socks. Sun spilled into the room as she slowly rised the blinds. It landed on hi...
Tommy called a few times during the week and we talked, almost like teenagers on the phone. He was having a difficult time putting it all into perspective. I'd told him this wasn't about him and it wasn't about he and I, it was about me, exploring my sexuality. But he couldn't fully grasp the concept, of course. He's still just a kid, right out of high schoo...