The door of the psychologist’s office opened and Bob & Carol stepped out into the bright sunlight. They looked at each and shrugged their shoulders in unison, before smiling and walking down the footpath hand in hand. They collected their Ford from the car park and Bob drove carefully through the heavy city traffic. Once on the freeway and heading towards h...
I have to know what it feels like to wear heels. I have the house to myself tonight and I'm going to play. I already have panties but want to buy some new ones. My wife bought me a black, frilly thong which I wore for her when we went out one night; I also have a cheap, supermarket pair of sheer black briefs, which have a tiny red bow and a little silver k...
I love how romance movies work, everything just fits in so perfectly. No awkwardness, no hesitation taking off your shirt or having it get stuck in your pants. Panties magically disappear as a cock fully erect slides in perfectly without aide as if it has a pre-attached homing beacon to it. Real life isn't like that, as I'm sure you know that. But sometimes,...
I had graduated from Nursing School only a few days before I started work at the Hospital. My Daddy had made a couple trips with me to Chicago, the last to get me in my new apartment- one that was a disorganized array of boxes at the moment. This was a far cry from the small town in Vermont where I went to college, but I was feeling pretty good about myself...
Ch. 03: Sweet Sex Forward: This is the third (of four) in this series. Certainly reading the first two parts of this series would help in understanding this part, although this one can stand on its own for a number of reasons. Some might find it useful to also read my first and second stories "Getting into her pants" and "Nobody knew" which provide some ad...
I dialed the phone number on Master Black's profile page the line rang twice before someone answered. "Hello, John speaking." "Is Master Black there?" I asked. "This is he. Who are you?" "I am Bob, Donna's husband. You sent me an email expressing your interest in dating my wife." "Oh, hello Bob, it's so nice of you to call. How are you feeling today?"...
This story contains details of wife sharing/adultery, so you should only read it if that turns you on. With special thanks to Kay who told me what actually happened and then shared with me what she wished had happened. * * * * * * * * * * It probably helps if I tell you a bit about myself first. I'm forty-four and Ken and I have been married for twenty-f...
The evening training was over and I was sitting quietly up in my coach's box, reviewing what I had observed during the session. All in all, I thought that things had gone fairly well but for one little thing. There was this subtle sense of rancour within the team. Something or someone was upsetting things and it was up to me to sort it out. On the plus side,...
Last Saturday was an unusual day as we'd been invited to a lunchtime wedding, and then to the evening function at a lovely country house hotel, but weren't invited to the main reception after the service as that was for family and close friends. That suited us, as we'd have the afternoon to ourselves. We spent the morning making love, bathing and getting tog...
I woke on the morning after K's funeral with my cunt and thighs sticky with R's dried spunk, an immediate reminder of the previous evening. I put off having a shower for as long as I could, simply because I was reluctant to wash away the physical evidence of our glorious fuck. His parents both left before I headed for the bathroom. His father was off to som...