Author's Note: This is third installment in the series, and it follows "The Girlfriends Across the Hall". * * * * * * * * * "What in the world do you think you're doing? Do you think Sylvia would EVER let you do that? Why on earth would you do that to me?" That was not the reply I was expecting. At all. I guess I should back up a bit and explain My life...
Part One: My life had taken a turn for the better and I felt a thirst for it in a way I never had before. At 27, I had been divorced for about a year after a brief marriage to a douchebag. Luckily, I had been smart enough to see it before we were married for very long. And we had had no children, so that was also good. I was grateful for all these things an...
Note: I suggest you read the earlier installments of this story before reading this part. I woke up the next morning with Carla nestled next to me in bed, sound asleep. I had long suspected that Sarah and Bob were swingers, but last night's events confirmed it for me. I had loved rubbing Sarah all over her body, and then I had a great orgasm as Sarah sucked...
During my second summer of college, I moved to a town on the east coast to just work and hang out for a bit. Finding an apartment was fairly easy, but they said that it wouldn't be guaranteed until I found a job that would pay for it, so I hit the classifieds. There were a bunch of your average jobs, like at fast food restaurants and 'make money from home'...
It had been quite a while since they had gone on a vacation. He decided that this would be a perfect opportunity for he and the redhead to get away for a little relaxation. Their time had recently been devoted to getting their business launched. He had learned to ski many years ago when he went to Denver on business. Since then he had returned to Denver fo...
(Author's note: Several years ago, (back before the internet) I read a story in one of those text digest magazines about a woman who undergoes a sexual initiation into a group of lesbians. It really turned me on, and once I decided to start writing this kind of stuff, I wondered if I could write something along that same line, only from a bisexual male point...
I was in the midst of a very good dream featuring one of my favorite celebrities kneeling before me and taking my hard cock in her mouth when I was suddenly woke up from my nap. My first vision was my wife Ann, her head on my stomach and a grin on her face. My erection was poking her in the chest. "You must've been having a really good dream," she said, loo...
(Author's Note: I'd like to thank JazCullen who hooked me up with this really great editor: mikothebaby. Also, a huge thanks to mikothebaby: you did a wonderful job! As always, comments are always welcome! Gives me an idea as to how this went over for all of you.) Chapter One "Two weeks, and I'll be home baby! But hey! I gotta' get out of here for now. Go...
It was a little warmer than comfortable and the air was thick with the smell of too many people in a small confined space. He could hardly move in any direction. With each turn the train made the mass of people swayed back and forth as if one body. His nose itched but he could hardly lift his arms to his face to scratch it. He feared that even if he managed...
Now that I'm past the age of 50, and know a thing or two, I find it hard to believe what an innocent little soul I was about thirty years ago. I left school at sixteen and started to work in a bank. It was the late sixties, and computers were just coming in. The bank became computerised and recruited from within for programmers. I took the aptitude test and...