Thank you kind readers for the encouragement so far. Unfortunately Chapter 5 was approved and posted before Chapter 4, hence the story is now some what disjointed. If you care to take the time to read this and then Chapter 5 all will become clear. Chapter Four. Susan’s Suspicions Sunday was a rather tense day to say the least! Brian, whilst not exactly sul...
Michael and Diane had been married less than a year when their sexual quirks began to emerge. Blessed, or some might say cursed, with voracious appetites for sex, their experimentation sometimes lasted for days. Their games invariably included liberal doses of bondage and discipline. Quite by accident, they discovered that they achieved the greatest sexual g...
English is not my native language and this story is just fiction. * * * * * It was 8 p.m. and Britney Spears was sitting on the edge of her hotel bed room. She had just given a concert in this city and was taken back to the hotel by her manager. Now she sat there with her legs spread shaving her cunt. Something she always does when she is bored. Of course...
The story I'm about to tell happened about a month ago. But first I'll explain a little about us. I'm recently retired from the military & my wife is a supervisor at a hotel in our home town. I t has always been a fantasy of mine to watch my wife make love to another man or men. Although we have never discussed it, it just seemed to happen while we were at a...
It was about eleven o'clock when Lorie stood outside the restaurant ready to lock up. It has been a long day and she was tired. Earlier that day while helping some customers, a loud crowd entered. As they sat down Lorie brought them their water that is when she noticed him. He was the only quite one in the group and he was beautiful. He was 6'3", had hazel e...
"I'm sorry Lucia. I just – Well, we just need to take a break." I stared at the phone as the busy tone rang in my ear. This had to be a joke. Six years. SIX WHOLE FREAKING YEARS! Wasted, just like that?' *** One of the worst things about being with the same man for that long: getting over the comfortable, typical routines. The second worst thing about it...
The long, lazy days of our holiday drifted slowly by as we meandered down the coast, the blazing heat of midday sliding into warm starlit evenings, pleasantly cool nights and then a crisp new day to wake up to. We sailed most mornings, and by lunchtime would be anchored off one of the many beaches along the coast that had a scattering of sunbathers and a sha...
Life returned to normal after Tom and I spent most of the day Sunday talking about everything from feelings about what had happened to me, to how we might move forward in the future. By Wednesday I was starting to feel pretty good about myself when I got a phone call from Tom. He wanted to be sure I was OK with Frank and Henry after what had happened becaus...
The cold rain of November silently streaks the windows of my small apartment. I roll over in bed, waking from another heated dream of skin and saliva, and blink at the clock. Focusing, I realise it is already past eleven. I jump out of bed, dress hurriedly and stare into the bathroom mirror, applying dark makeup and false eyelashes expertly to my lids while...
The day after Jenna and I made the trip to the convenience store the phone rang and it was Jenna. The previous night's escapades apparently had the same affect on Jenna as it did on me. She said she had never felt so exhilarated and wet. As soon as she got home she dropped her clothes and grabbed the vibrator getting herself off more than once. She said that...