Midnight. Kirsty stepped from the shower, her hand reaching for the towel rail to steady herself. She was still woozy from alcohol. The work do had gone on longer than she'd thought and she hoped Fiona would forgive her in the morning. Kirsty dried her mane of shaggy dark hair and wrapped the large blue towel around her. She felt a much fresher now though s...
I knew Julie had been through more than I could imagine, even with her telling me what she had. I also knew that somehow Joan had, for lack of a better word, processed her into being a slut. Whatever I was going to do to get Julie back to some semblance of what we had before was going to require time and solitude. Just the two of us. I had begun to formulate...
Was I man enough? This is something that has been rattling around in my mind for several years ever since an old friend of mine told me how he'd been able to pull his imploding marriage back from the brink with the help of counselling and a sex surrogate. It got me wondering, what was the real story behind the use of surrogates, and not the tabloid press ve...
Dinner time in the Barker house. Always a welcome respite from the cooler weather. My husband Lucas and I had originally come from Australia, as did our two dinner companions - Zachary and his husband Kyle. We were not just friends. We had been companions in life from day one. You see, Lucas's mother and my mother were best friends. So were Lucas and Zachar...
The second part of my journey into allowing my wife to be pleased by another man. Chapter 2 Cady takes it much further. The next morning, I awoke early. I had a full on hard on. I moved over and snuggled a bit with Cady. Then I kissed her neck. She smiled and said, "That was nice." "You mean the kiss just now, or last night?" I asked. Cady simply said...
Suzi was enjoying her new found sexual freedom. The liberty allowing her to be the slut she had obviously always desired to be, and what an outrageous slut she was. Her confidence was beyond measurement. Suzi was well aware of how fantastic her body was and she was familiar with all kinds of provocative clothing to enhance and show of her stupendous rack. A...
Mr Jamieson has arranged for his wife Sylvia to visit Mr Trumble, a professional disciplinarian once a fortnight while he is overseas on an extended business trip. Being a professional, Mr Trumble naturally writes to Mr Jamieson after each visit to report on Sylvia's progress. Below is the report from Mr Trumble after Sylvia's fourth visit. "Dear Mr Jamieso...
"Hi." "Hi. It's been a long time." "Yes, it has. So, um, Surprise!" "Come in, Cathy. Please, have a seat. Make yourself comfortable. Can I get you a cup of coffee? Tea?" "That's what I love about you Ian. You are so even tempered. I was afraid of how you would react today. Do you know I almost had to bribe Susan to let me in to see you." "Nah, I'm sure...
For the first time in my life, I'm retired from sex and women. I'm done with sex. I've had it. It's over. I'm finished with women. That's not to say that I turned gay 'cause I haven't. I'm not even bi-sexual. Men as lovers don't interest me. Unless I'm watching a sporting event or having a beer with the guys, I don't even think of men and especially not in t...
I will spare you the minutiae about my wife and not because I want you to cut to the eroticism but because nothing I list in detail will explain my wife's need for sexual pain. She and I had been married nearly 15 years before our sex life became unsatisfactory. I enjoyed the sex and wanted more but Kara was less and less satisfied. She accommodated me lik...