I was 22, a college grad, and I knew my own mind. Everyone was against my marriage except for my best friend Jenny. She knew how much I loved Craig. My mother could not handle that Craig was the wrong religion. My father thought Craig would never make enough money to support me in any sort of style, since he was an artist. Craig was not going to "see the lig...
Been a while, I know, and I'm sorry about that. Paying the bills has to come first. I also kinda wrote myself into a corner of just too much going on with this one and it took me a while to realize I had to back out of it. I wanted to get to the big poker game before posting, but it's been way too long since I threw in an installment. I'll also admit the st...
Author's note: this was written for a young friend. Many thanks to my editor. There's d/s in it but no BDSM, hence it's in 'erotic couplings'. ***** He couldn't help but notice her in the queue for coffee. Something about her ensnared his attention, as attractive women seldom did on first sight. But she wasn't a woman. She was a girl. An incredibly allurin...
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...
DISCLAIMERS: Any person involved in a sexual act is above the age of 18. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious, and any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. This story contains some supernatural events, but is not intended to disrespect any religion. This story also has fictitious members of the Imperial family...
This one is pure fiction for those who enjoy the pleasure of seeing their wife turned into a woman who once again enjoys sex as she had before becoming married. It’s based on the experiences of many of the men and women my wife and I came to know during our swinging days. It’s not uncommon, in fact if most husbands and wives weren’t afraid to communicate ope...
**This is a direct continuation of Chapter 1, please read it first so you have some idea of what's going on. Thanks for reading and don't forget to vote!** Max came back to reality, but he fought it the entire way. He was at home on Io and everything was neat and perfect. He had never joined the military, but instead chose to stay on Io and go to school f...
This story is about our adventure into the fascinating world of swinging. Chapter One For a long time we had discussed the idea of swinging. In bed, we would fantasize about what it might be like to take on a complete stranger..........or two.......or three! Many times I had been squirming under her face as she talked out loud about fucking a man and a...
Author's note: This story is a sequel to Leave Me. Spoilers for season 2. ***** Nikita had won. Hadn't she? Percy was dead. Sergei Semak was dead. Amanda was, well, on the run, but certainly less of a threat to her now. And yet Division still stood. She was standing in it. In the heart of the beast, Operations, where she had access to everything Division...
Monday morning as I got off the elevator and headed to my office John appeared in the hall and fell in step beside me. He didn't say a word until we were in my office then he asked, "Well, did you do what I told you?" "Yes" "And?" "And what?" "Did it work? Did it loosen the two of you up a bit?" John asked I said, "Actually it did help some. I think we...