On my way to their RV, I stopped in the clubhouse and took a very thorough shower in anticipation of what the next hour might bring. All eyes were on me as I boldly walked through the pool area towards the campground. When Jill greeted me at the door of the RV, she looked quite different. She had on black fishnet thigh-high stockings and black patent leather...
It was Friday afternoon. I was sitting in my office at the end of a long week. I heard the sound of something dropping next to my door. Curious, I opened the door. No one was there. There was a package. Wrapped. With a pink bow. With my name on it. There was a card. I opened the card. It was addressed to me, from Sandy - um, Mistress Sandy. It said that I wa...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** This is a true story as told to me by my friend, Jeff. So, there I was, a guy in his late twenties, in love with an eighty year old woman, who was also his grandma. I thought things might have slowed down a bit for her, but she seemed to be as rampant as ever, in fact she couldn...
Thank You! To everyone who has voted and made wonderful comments. This chapter is dedicated to Leslie. The next day, Sunday, was difficult or me. I slept restlessly thinking about my promises and the way I agreed to let her do things to me. Not that I regretted it, mind you, but I was just a little worried I was creating a situation for myself in the future...
The very first time that I mentioned my fantasy to my wife she responded by pretending to gag. She said that I must be joking. How in the world could a man find anything appealing about watching his wife make love to another man? I responded by reminding her of the story she shared with me about making love to her ex boyfriend at UCD, while they were parked...
As many times as I've been to this place, I was now noticing the pond. I started to relax as I watched the sun rays dance across the waters. I leaned my head back, closed my eyes and wished I hadn't volunteered to pick him up from work. I settled in the truck, took my shoes off and looked through the books I brought to entertain me but ended up watching pe...
Standing on the street in the winter chill, snow silently beginning to fall, he couldn't help but smile. Across the street, a triple-decker he'd seen a million times and never thought much of. Just one of the dozens he passed going about his day. But now he knew: this one was special. Now he knew that on the second floor, in the room facing the street was a...
Author's note: I am recovering from repeated surgeries on both arms to correct a degenerative nerve condition. To write this, I am using a voice to text software which isn't always as accurate as I would like it to be. As my recovery time will take more than a year, I have decided to continue writing and give my best effort at doing the thing I love. Please,...
I had a boyfriend for a short time, but he dumped me for some eighteen-year-old that had just graduated from high school. Kelli didn't want me to spend my summer vacation moping around, so she invited me to play tennis. Neither one of us was a very good tennis player, but she explained that prancing around in a little tennis skirt would make me feel better....
My name is Nathan. I'm a twenty year old college student on the Northwest. I'm a junior now and English major. My best friend, Amy, is an English major too but she's a couple years behind me in school. Even though she's younger we've always been best friends, even since we were playmates living just across the street from each other and going to elementary s...