"I have big plans for tonight," I tell my wife as we are making dinner. "Is that so..." she says with that sly look that so turns me on. Little does she know what is in store for her. I hope my recent purchase is something we will both enjoy, but we will get to that soon enough. We have a lovely dinner, staring into each other's eyes, holding hands betwe...
"Ok, hon. Ready for me to do the paperwork?" The colonists still called bureaucratic procedure paperwork, even though paper was an all-but-forgotten concept. Wood from Terran trees, grown in biodomes, was still only available for luxury handicrafts. Trees were far too uncommon to think of pulping them for writing surfaces. Jessie's husband, Dave, already i...
The dog was crying and he was almost asleep. I was just getting comfortable after a busy day. He whined sleepily but I whispered in his ear. Could a seductive whisper penetrate the sleepy fog? "Come back and fuck me," I said, the teenage siren voice I didn't learn until I was almost twenty-six sparking just the right part of his brain. His hand reached fo...
It was Tuesday now, as Brian woke up in his bed at seven in the morning to the sound of his ringing alarm clock. It was time for him to go to school. As he rolled out of his bed and began to do his regular morning routine in preparation for school, he couldn't get his mind off of yesterday. As he passed the mirror in his bathroom he saw back to Brianna stand...
A much older man with a much younger woman Continued from Chapter 01: George is a 72-year-old, Caucasian man in good health, apart from having ED, erectile dysfunction. At first it troubled him that he could no longer get and/or maintain an erection, that is until his doctor prescribed him Viagra. As if they were on their Honeymoon and he was a rejuvenated...
This entry concerns what I do with my hubby on a typical weekend day when the kids are away. If you want to get a background on our relationship, I recommend reading the first part, The Ultimate Wife. For those of you too lazy to go look for the other story, let me introduce myself. My name is Jennifer, but I go by Jen. I'm a 41-year-old housewife and mothe...
Dear Shoeblossom: One nigh I attached Carter's wrists to the ceiling hook in his basement, and separated his legs and locked them into a spreader bar. I whacked his cock to awaken it with my long cut rose switch...didn't bother to cut off the thorns! And then I brought out a thin steel knitting needle. "This little slit at the end of your cock is quite s...
The spotlights blaze, the music starts, I stride confidently onto the stage, and every man's eyes are instantly on me. I swing my hips and toss my dark hair to the throbbing, pounding sensual beat. Each step flicks my black leather skirt even higher up my bare legs, and watching men glimpse my black panties. The thin white cotton of my blouse shows them the...
I met my second wife, Karen, in a bar. At the time, I was in the middle of a divorce from my first wife. I was in a fairly steady relationship with one woman and having casual sex with a couple of others. With all of that and a demanding job, I wasn't looking for any more partners or for any more complications in my life. I was sitting at the bar, having a d...
After 9 years of married life, I knew I had myself a little hot pistol of a wife. Most of my buddies had tried all sorts trickery to get in her panties. And Brenda was all too willing to tease them with her hot little body in some scenario or another. Tom, Jack and Larry had coaxed her into a tickling session once when they were over for a weekend football...