Two weeks went by and finally I received an e-mail from Bruce. Bruce said he was putting together a party and told me I would be the entertainment. Bruce also said I didn't need to bring anything, just show up and plan on being at his place all night. I know my husband Marty could tell something was up but his only reaction was that of, just leave him out o...
My new basement has just been completed and I'm eager to use it - for my own pleasure - with you. So, I send you a text at work that morning saying that I want you to come home an hour early. While you're seated at your desk, a photo arrives on your phone. It's me, dressed in lingerie, wearing impossibly high heels, bold red lipstick and holding a blindfold...
Time seemed to come to a stand still for Masooma. What she witnessed moments ago, she never imagined in her dreams. Has the world gone crazy? Is she hallucinating? How could her husband fuck a woman right in front of her? How can a husband watch his wife taken by another person? But all the four characters, including her own self were right there -- in the l...
Author's note: this is a true story, the names have been changed but it all took place in the steamy July of 2006... * It was hot. It was very, very hot, unusually so for London, and it had been for several weeks now. Most Londoners were enjoying the heatwave with picnics, barbecues and even al fresco sex where they could get away with it, but for Kelly,...
Hi my name is Julia, I am in my mid 30's, married to James, around 10st, brunette and slim but with large DD tits that my husband adores! I have always enjoyed a little exhibitionism and I have a great sex life with James, recently we had exchanged a few fantasy texts about exposing myself publicly and it got me a little hot thinking about it. James would t...
When I was still in high school my best friend was a guy called Mike. Mike had a very pretty girlfriend, Chrissy, that he had met on a night on the town. They had been together for half a year and he kept telling me about their sex life, which obviously had to be seen to be believed. The only thing his stories did for me were to serve as stimulant (although...
( and more in the Acacia series, see chapters 1, 2, and 3 for the route to this point, but not essential) Thanks to readers for the useful comments and voting your scores, I see there are others with these interests out there. 9. Saturday morning, he woke with the light filtering into the bedroom, to see the two women still asleep under a down comforter. H...
Amber Kalirai sat in the bus shelter at the end of Coronation Street. She was wondering what was happening to her life. From a law student at university in London, to working in her dads corner shop in Wetherfield, all in a few short weeks. If only she had paid more attention to her studies and less time to partying , things could have been oh so different....
Today on the bus ride home, this couple of "kids" got on the bus and sat in the back near me. I was in the forward-facing seat about one foot away from them in the sideways-facing seat. They were not 'kids' as in school-age, but probably early twenties. Obviously living off of a rich mommy-and-daddy situation, but acting goth since it looks cool. Or somethin...
He was tall, disciplined, suave. He had an air of quiet power about him. If she looked in his eyes he would meet hers and lock them as if he could even control her sight. Being around him was like being near a campfire, hypnotizing and warm...yet consuming and dangerous like a bonfire when he touched his belt. He often did that. It was a code between them....