My Darling Husband I pick a train that still has old fashion seating. That is, four-seat cabins, two seats facing each other. The 8:10 from Seattle, non-stop to San Francisco. My husband was more than a little anxious. Martin is 39, 15 years older than Ryan. Martin is a great provider as a husband, but that's where it ends. It's not that he is a terrible...
All participants in sex are 18 or older. This is a short ending, it was too long for part two, so I made it into part three. *** I called Glenda Monday explaining the situation and that Tuesday would be our last time, but, I had talked with Todd and he said he'd be calling her within a week, I could hear excitement in her voice as the call ended. Ceel an...
It takes a considerable amount of courage to go to work on Monday. I cannot imagine where I lost my panties. I'm praying no one found a random pair of Chantilly lace thongs laying on the ballroom floor at the gala. After cumming on the terrace, and again two more times in the bathroom, I'm terrified to see my colleagues. There was no one in the restroom w...
I'm going to change my name for privacy reasons. This story is based on true characters, but is fictional. All persons are 18+ in this story. ***** My name is Ryan. I'm average height, with an athletic body, but I'm not super muscular. I'm not super handsome like some models, but multiple girls have called me cute or good looking. I don't get tons of girls...
The last time he'd been to the house was fifteen years ago. She was eight. Not anymore. 23 years old and ripe for the picking. He watched her poorly supported breasts bounced as she descended the staircase. He was talking to his mother and father about cabinet lengths but he made a point of turning to her and saying "Good morning". She looked at him and he...
He smiled widely as he saw her standing there in a red negligee. The sheer crimson material hid the hint of matching panties beneath. She watched his reaction with a sexy pout on her face, pulling up her hair, posing for him. "Well, what do you think?" "You're such a sexy package. I want to unwrap you. Red is definitely your color." "You think?" she asked...
This story is a collaboration with a friend that goes by domman. Another long, hard, frustrating day, I thought, as I stood in line for the last showing at the movie theater. To make it worse, my lover had stood me up...again; it was becoming an every day thing. Oh, he was sorry, always used the excuse, "I had to work, babe," and, "I'll make it up to you, b...
I arranged a night out for myself, Cassie and Kayla. We went to an underground club in Detroit for their monthly bdsm show. This club is strictly a performance art show, no actual sex going on. Kayla used to take me to this club back in the day when we were heavy into the bdsm scene. Total nudity was not allowed but see through clothes and underwear, thongs,...
I watch the guest pool out of the house. They're clueless. They don't realize I'm tucked away, just barely hidden from their sight. Cars pull out one by one till only three or four are left. Not much longer. I move to crouch by a large window. They can't see me; too busy with the remaining guest. She walks into the room with Jacob close by. Mine. Her dress...
She sat nervously waiting for his arrival. She knew full well that she would be punished for her misdeeds of the day. She heard the door open as he came in. The look on his face confirmed her worst fears. He knew what she had done. "You need to go upstairs, remove your shirt, bra and pants. Leave your panties on . Get on the bed on your hands and knees, wi...