Steve noticed the clammy feel of his hands felt as he approached the house. "It looks like any other house on this block," He thought. He grabbed his fiancée's hand as they walked in the front door. His gesture was a visual and physical attempt to stake his claim on the woman he brought to the party. He had never been to a swingers club. Crystal told Ste...
My name is Eric Musevini. I'm a tall, good-looking young man of African-American and Italian descent. Six feet two inches tall, lean and muscular, with light bronze skin, curly black hair and pale green eyes. That's me in a nutshell. What do I love doing? Oh, many things. I love walking through the park. Watching good clean shows on television. Eating Ice Cr...
He sat there. At peace. All was right with his world. Honeys flanked him, in their scanty clothes; mini-skirts, breast-hugging tanks, tanned flesh that rippled with excitement. It was Daniel, after all, the King of Swing. They all knew the rules; no deep attachments, no drama, no jealousy; just pure unadulterated pleasure to be had by all. At the first sign...
"Baby, Can you come over? Please? I need one of your back rubs. My back is killing me from this cold!" I tried not to whimper while pleading with James. "You know that I can't make it over there today. I have a lot of work to catch up on myself since being off from work!" James said, the disappointment apparent in his voice. "I know. But I hate being sick...
In my early days of x-dressing, when I was just getting the feel for what to do and where to go, I was a bit nervous. Maybe more so nervous than excited to be doing what I was doing, but not one event that changed things was when I stumbled upon a bookstore that was just a mile or so from my dorm in college. I used to dress in my room, scared to death to go...
Fooling around with friends or relatives of your wife or girlfriend is never smart, but all too often these are women that you have frequent contact with, they get a little too comfortable with you, even flirtatious, assuming that you are, safe. I remember once visiting my wife's sister and brother in law, and she came out prior to going to bed in a revealin...
I look at you, laying on the hood of the car, eyes looking up expectantly, hands caressing your sides. Your reddish-blonde hair blazes in the sunlight, your small frame seems even smaller on the big car. I imagine those hands are sliding up to cup your perfect tits through your shirt. I see you squirm on the hood, rubbing your thighs together and I know yo...
This is my first erotic story, I appreciate any feedback and comments! I want to become a great writer, if you enjoyed this story please stay tuned, I will b submitting more! ***** I'm at the kitchen table eating and my head turns as you enter. I've been horny all day and seeing you waltz in silences one need while replacing it with another. Decision made,...
I was at this glamorous and glitzy fashion show in New York City. The energy inside the place was so appealing, and there were many young, attractive, creative people. I sat in the front row with élite spectators of Hollywood actors, celebrities, executives, and socialites. It felt great to mingle with my peers at this stunning event. I was in awe with the...
When most people think of odd couples, they're probably thinking of my boyfriend Nathaniel and myself without knowing it. I mean, we're REALLY different! My name is Elaine Fouad, and I'm a young woman of Lebanese descent living in the City of Montreal, province of Quebec. My parents Antonio and Maria Fouad moved to Quebec from the Chiyah region of Lebanon in...