"Are you excited?" she asks. "Huh?" you look up from your half-packed suitcase to see the sparkling blue eyes of your wife, Alice. She's holding a sexy, see-through negligee in her hands, teasingly waving it at you. You can't help but picture her trim, athletic body filling it out. "Very nice," you say with a grin. "Just...
Chapter 7: Kira at Venezia Carnival After a month in France, Kira was overjoyed to fly back to India and be reunited with her Indian husband Kyrhan. India and especially her husband were now the main axles of her life. Her French husband, Dan, was another central part of her life but Kyrhan had clearly taken the upper position. He was so self asserting, so...
CHAPTER 1 I am an extreme lifestyle cuckold. My wife Lucy has a regular black lover, and regularly parties with others, at home an at the club. All her friends do too. We don't have time for a life outside cuckolding, except I go to work to pay the bills during the weekdays. I never make love to my wife. In fact she never touches me in a sexual way at all....
Party time... "There's an 'entrance fee,' for a party...how much?" asked Jennifer to her husband Alex... The thought of a saucy night of fun and games with absolutely no strings attached was a devilishly attractive proposition to Jennifer. She loved flirting and teasing, she was crazy about her husband Alex but she really enjoyed the feeling of being attra...
Foreword: This tale has been floating around in my head for a while. A different take on the old pulp fiction detective novels that I read when I was a kid. I hope everyone enjoys the ride. :) I.D. ------------------------------------------ I could tell as soon as Dani showed her in that this dame was trouble. No, not that she was trouble, but that she w...
A romantic gay fantasy (Readers should be aware that this story involves gay male incest and group sex.) My grandpa was chopping logs in the yard. It was a hot day and he had placed his shirt over a tree branch. The sweat was running down between his magnificent pecs and shining in the channel which led down to his belly button and beyond. He saw me stan...
My husband and I have known Sgt. Smith and his wife Lyndsey for several years. The guys went through basic training together years ago, and then were stationed in the same unit. Lyndsey and I became fast friends, even though we were quite different. Lyndsey was 10 years older than me, but at 46 she was a knockout. She was an outgoing, tall blonde who had nat...
The thick oversize first-class envelope didn't feel like junk mail, so Brandi took a second look on her way to the waste can. It had a return address at 550 East 50th Street, Level 45, New York, NY. That was uptown, East side, near 5th Avenue shopping and Grand Central, just a few blocks from Stuart's office in the uptown financial district. Brandi opened th...
It started with a simple question. "What does swinging mean?" I asked. I sat at my computer on a Saturday morning wearing sweats and a wrinkled T-shirt. My husband, Bill, was reading the newspaper at the kitchen table. "What?" he asked, a surprised set of eyebrows poked over the top of the folded black and white page. "I'm surfing the Internet and up po...
When my husband and I were first married, I worked in a woman's boutique that sold trendy clothes to upscale woman. I received a nice employee discount and stocked my closet with tight pants, stylish mini skirts, dresses, etc. I was 21 years old and contrary to most women's opinion, I thought that showing an obvious panty line under my tight pants was very...