My ex-wife is very slutty. It all began shortly after we got married and she began telling me about her past exploits. She had apparently liked to have threesomes with a previous boyfriend and was attracted to one of her friends who was very well blessed in the tit department. My wife informed me of this and asked what I thought and being a guy I was all for...
I jumped at the invitation when she asked me if I wanted to try out her brand new hot tub. When I arrived, she took the bottle of wine I offered, gave me a big, sloppy wet kiss and said, “We are going to have fun tonight.” That set the mood for the rest of the evening. I started it even before we got to the tub. I had just come out of the bedroom where I ha...
Olympia Panagaris couldn't believe her eyes. For the past two nights, she had heard odd noises coming from the room where Robin Hall was staying. The handsome American, who was staying at her Moorebank home during his vacation in Sydney, was always polite and respectful, never showing a hint of the obnoxious behavior she had seen from other Americans in the...
Chapter 15. Stephen D. (Sept 2001) Replacing the papers in my briefcase, the business of the day concluded, I then rubbed my aching shoulders. "In pain?" Stephen asked seeing my grimace. "Just a bit of an ache." I told him. "I've a new car and probably need to readjust the seat." "Let me massage them for you, see if I can ease the pain a bit." He was o...
This is the back story for The Casanova of Juno Terrace series. If you would rather skip ahead to the action, proceed to Chapter 1. ********** In the early 1980s, Delia Polo became famous as an author and motivational speaker for women in adverse conditions. She had contracted AIDS from her husband who had been cheating and sleeping around. She had amassed...
Year 2001. I was then two years away from the ending of my secondary school life. It was the middle of winter and spring. I was then on the age when a boy or girl learns to see the world with a new view. I also got that view; I also opened my eyes wide. I learnt to feel the feeling of something heavenly. I learnt to see a beauty with mind's eye. I learnt to...
"Come to me, slut," he spoke solemnly. Crimson walked to him and kneeled. Her taut thighs spread widely, while her hands were clasped behind her at the elbows. He nodded in approval. Master reached down, caressed her face- stroking gently with the backs of his fingers. Crimson smiled shyly and arched her back, proudly pushing her breasts against the satin bl...
I let my story begin twenty five years ago when I moved to the Midwest with my husband. He had been at sea pretty much constantly for most of our short married life. In the last six months he was in I lived with his parents. His father told me stories of how physical my husband got when he decided enough was enough. I had heard others tell the same thing whi...
I remember 2001 like it was yesterday; the towers were destroyed and I was told the Army was shipping me to Korea. I arrived in Korea in December and the weather was as cold as could be expected. Having never been away from my family, this was a very strange place to be. We were all told to get on a bus and they would take us to our camps, where we would b...
Hi. My name is Kent Flint. Well, not really, it's Kenneth Flint but when I was young they called me Kenney and later, when I went school they shortened it to Ken. You can imagine that in grammar school, Ken Flint became 'skinflint.' That's when I took Kent as my given name. I am an old man now, but I have always been fascinated by sex; right from the time I...