Natalie sat on the floor of her bedroom painting her toenails a deep candy apple red. She had been dating Jim for a few weeks now. Before meeting him, she had no idea that men would be attracted to her feet. As Natalie finished painting her toes, she took a few minutes to admire her feet. She had always liked her feet and enjoyed making them look attractive....
The day before... My wife and I were checking our email when we came across a swingers ad. The photo was simple yet appealing; inviting us to take a look. I moved the mouse to the 'delete' button when my wife said, "No interest in that?" with a hint of curiosity in her voice. "Well," I started. You have to realize that thinking fast is something one must d...
* Many thanks to my editor gethelred without his help this story would still be a mess* I sat, scanning the dance floor, my eyes flicking nervously back and forth. It had seemed so easy, back at home, as I had talked myself out, looking for the right one. It had to be the right one. I watched as some girls danced in groups and some danced with friends...
When I saw the help wanted sign in the pizza shop window, I decided to stop in and apply for the job. I knew I could use the extra money and I thought it might be fun. There was always a big bunch of black guys hanging out around the shop and my big white 42DD tits always attracted their attention which I didn't mind at all. I ran a gauntlet of staring eyes...
I met the man who would become my husband at a masked charity ball. The attendees all wore fancy dress from the mid-1800s: the men in long tailed coats and ruffled shirts and cravats, the women in high-waist flowing gowns that exposed much of their cleavages. And mine exposed my rather full breasts to their utmost. All the single men, and many of the marrie...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venom...
NOTE: Erotic fiction for the entertainment of mature adults only. "I want a steak, marbleized with fat, a basket of rolls with a stick of real butter, NO SALAD, and a side of fettuccine alfredo!" "Pam!" said Doreen. "What's got into you?" "Freedom, that's what!" I laughed, tossing the menu at the obviously gay waiter with a snort. "What a waste!" I smi...
I consider myself to be very lucky. Alice, my wife, is the most amazing woman I have ever met. She's smart and funny, loving and kind. There are days when she makes me laugh so hard my sides feel like bursting. She is everything I ever wanted in a woman, and that's not to mention the way she looks. Oh boy! When we're out and about men turn and stare at Ali...
He sits on his penthouse suite terrace looking over the city of Minneapolis as it prepares for it Friday lunch hour rush. Relaxing into his chair puffing on his cigar, a smile grows on his face as he glances at his watch seeing that its 11:25am on this Friday the 13th. He knows she'll be anxious to find out what is waiting for her today. She paces around he...
For reasons I shall not elaborate, I discovered that a certain woman, with whom I had had intimate discussions on the net, was also someone that I knew socially. After a brief period of mutual embarrassment, we both succumbed to the temptation to meet She invited me to her apartment on a sunny Tuesday afternoon. When I rang the doorbell, she greeted me at t...