A/N As usual the only real character in this story is myself. In order to protect people I have in mind when thinking of these stories I tell as little as possible about their physical characteristics. It also helps the reader imagine more what the experience is like since I cannot actually see much of the people I interact with. Any similarities to real p...
One night my wife and I went to a friend's house. Once we arrived we greeted our friends like we all ways do. I hugged our friend's wife and give her a kiss on the cheek. Her husband does the same to my wife. The night went like normal the girls talking in the kitchen and he and I hanging out playing video games. After a little bit we decide to challenge the...
It's a quiet morning; my hubby and I are just relaxing with a cup of coffee after getting the kids off to school. He has his laptop, where else, his lap, and I have a good idea what he is looking at. The thoughts start flying through my mind like a whirlwind, I wonder if he is ready and willing like he says he always is, should I dare find out? I want to, I...
Lust. What is it? Is lust a pure form of sexual desire? Or is it something deeper, more intimate? How can one tell? Desire. Is this what our minds really want? How does it differ from...Lust? Are they one and the same? For instance I desired to have sex with a dear friend, whom I have lusted after for a long time. Guilt settles in. I love my husband, I de...
He called earlier that day and told her to dress to kill. "The outfit is in the box on the table. That is what I want you to wear. Be ready by 8." He hung up. She went to the table and opened the box. She pulled out a white button down blouse, sheer, and a plaid schoolgirl uniform skirt, white panties, white anklets, and saddle shoes. "What the heck is he...
Frank immediately understood that there never had been an agreement for a threesome, leaving him in a very awkward situation at best. As Rachael walked in, the stench of sex filled the room while he stood there with nothing but a hard-on. "What's going on?" was the only thing that Liz could inquire while the response was already obvious. "We couldn't wait...
Pool Games & Picnic Suzanne lay down beside the pool on her towel, her long red curls hanging down her back as she adjusted her black bikini so that it covered her ample rounded breasts. She was feeling tired out from the visit to her best friend Carla which had already led to some surprisingly exciting sexual encounters. She thought back over the last...
Hey you! Yes you. Out there wearing your sister's panties and typing with one hand. I can see you. I wanna fuck your wife, your mom, your best friend and your boss - but to be fair, you can do mine too. Tell me all about yours and me and the rest of the guys here will tell you what we're going to do with them (or what we've already been up to with them that...
My Child Bride and one of my best friends decided to go for long hike on a hiking trail in the mountains of southwest Colorado while we were staying a week in some friends cabin. I was fine with this. Both of them knew I would love for them to fuck each other's brains out and then share all the gory details with me. He is married and neither of them have bee...
On the couch, she's sitting there, her head turned slightly towards me, and listening. We've been talking for over an hour, her and me and Emma. Emma's in the kitchen, fetching refills for the gin and tonics that have slowly moved our moods, together, from a nervous awkwardness into something more intimate, more pleasurable, closer. A moment later, Emma re-...