I have a fantasy of my wife on all fours, her ass and pussy presented to the room giving me a blow job. The fantasy sometimes goes farther and I think about her getting fingered or fucked from behind as she sucks my cock. I don't really want to share her, but I have this fantasy that won't go away. The first time this fantasy came into my head was when a f...
Hi, my name is Dorothy and I am a true 'Soccer Mom.' This is the ninth installment recording my sexual journey. I live in suburbia as a stay-at-home mom and my 6 year-old son is really in a soccer league. My 3 year-old daughter will surely play, too when she gets older. A few months ago, I had an amazing sexual experience at a swingers club with my husband F...
All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older. * Eighteen-year-old Allison Katz closed her eyes and blew the last run of Artie Shaw's Etude No. 3. The hard tip of the clarinet curved warmly in her mouth. She sucked off a drop of saliva and pulled the instrument away from her lips. Ah! It was her senior year in high school. Only music had brough...
It was on her fifth drink that she muttered the words that changed our marriage forever. We were sitting in the Hopetoun Hotel in Bourke St Surry Hills washing down the last of our Mexican dishes with a few Corona and the odd Tequila. In the public bar, an acoustic duo massacred a few Neil Young tunes. Neither of us are particularly big Mexican food fans...
My wife Ava and I have recently been noticing that our love life has become rather ordinary. We have discussed it at length and I was beginning to become worried that our marriage may be threatened. Then one day I overheard a conversation at work that would change our lives forever. A guy I work with was telling someone else about his visit to a swing club j...
Amy sat on the subway with the plastic-covered dress folded neatly in half upon her lap. At the time Tracy's suggestion that she rent a designer gown seemed like a great alternative to buying something, but now the blood spatters across the front of the Gucci dress made the frugal choice look disastrous. She hoped the store owner would allow her to pay it of...
I stepped out of the shower into the steamy bathroom. I slowly caressed my body with a towel and wiped away the glistening beads of water. I wrapped my hair in the towel and used the end to wipe the fog from the mirror. I stared at my reflection and wondered how I came to be the person that I am planning on becoming tonight. Just a few short weeks ago, my h...
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What the fuck have we got into now? That was the thought running through my head as I hung there. Yes hung there! Suspended as I was by my wrists, my arms stretched up over my head, my feet barely touching the floor, my whole body pulled taught. I couldn't see a thing, the hood that had been pulled over my head made sure of that. I felt a cool draught o...
Vin woke up first the next morning and went to the gym to work out, leaving me to sleep late. When I finally woke up, the clock in the bedroom showed 9:30. Getting up, I wrapped a sheet around me and went out to the porch and sat in the swing, enjoying the morning sounds. A few minutes later I saw him jogging down the beach back towards the cottage. A few p...