Thursday, August 24, 2000, 7:00 PM. The temperature stopped rising as the sun finally headed toward the west on another 100-degree day. Penny had fixed a light meal since it was still so hot. Then she showered and for her dinner attire put on the teal-blue teddy outfit that she had received that morning and waited for Mark, her husband, to get home. Mark...
Author's foreword: Warning: if you read this both reconciliation and a new love awaits: please move on and read someone else's submission if you will be offended. As usual a reader cannot 'get it up' with my room-temperature sex descriptions and I use multisyllabic words to express my POV of life in general both in the story and the dialogue. I am pleasantly...
My name is Mike, and I have an addiction. My addiction is the female body and all its attributes. The woman's body is the most amazing piece of artwork ever made. It has driven man insane just thinking what he could do with it. Myself? love to seduce women, not just any woman, but somebody else's wife. The hottest wife's are the girls married within the pas...
Martin Stein sat in his car, impatiently waiting for some movement. Eventually he heard the metallic sound signifying the release of the hydraulic rams holding the ferry doors closed then accompanied by creaks and whines he saw a crack appear in the bow bulkhead before him. He watched the bow open and the ramp lower and extend into place, he then had to wait...
In the last few years, especially the last three our sex life had almost come to a void and it is due to my wife getting two strokes, that did not paralyzed her but did some damage to her, that mixed with the onset of menopause at early 50 made it hard to get some precious time to say the least. We used to be very active lover and on occasion swingers, so we...
Skip and Yvonne make their swinging lifestyle official by attending their first swinging, house party. Continued from Chapter 1: "Fuck me, Baby. Stick your cock all the way inside of me. Make me your bitch. Make me your whore. Oh, my God. That's it! Fuck my pussy," said my wife. "Fuck me, Baby! Fuck me harder, Baby. Fuck me faster. Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck m...
...story picks up from chapter 2. ++++++ I'm enjoying the comment reviews and the emails. Keep em coming. I'm impressed that my audience is so educated. though, to the reviewer with the PHDs, I got a little advice for you: get a spell checker. And by the way, PHD stands for 'piled high and deep' and in your case the hole you dug for yourself is twice as d...
Here is my Valentine's day story. No under eighteen year olds, I checked I.D. Any resemblance to persons living or dead would be damn lucky. Be nice in comments, please. * Valentine's Day Gift. I work a lot. My typical day is twelve to fourteen hours a day. So Saturday morning, the only day I really get to sleep late, is mine! I'm naked in my bed, alone...
I saw the lights pull into the drive way. My husband was home. Dinner was ready, his favorite. Wine was poured. A hot bath awaited him upstairs. And also something caramel colored; smooth; and delicious. He walked through the door, I awaited him there. My nipples were hard in anticipation for the dirty things I knew he would do. Good thing I decided no pan...
Angie walked naked back to her bedroom. She felt exhilarated. No doubt she hadn't cum as much this time, in fact only once. Yet, she felt satisfied in a different way. Her calling the shots gave her pussy a different kind of tingle. Her ability to be kinky with Steve gave her a new thrill. It was true what they said about the best sex being in the stimulatio...