Madison did not touch her pussy again for three days. Nor did she look at he pictures she had posted online. She didn't touch herself because she was so sore, so raw, and so satisfied that she didn't have the urge, and she didn't look at the pictures because she was afraid of what she would see. She was afraid of seeing the pictures when she was not in a sta...
This is only fantasy of a fast cascade into a swinging lifestyle and the imaginary return to a fictional former relationship for my shy wife. None of the events are true and this is nothing more than the followup to the first fantasy post. But "What If?" is a full mix of colliding ideas of interracial, wife sharing, full swinging and just plain letting loose...
After the incidents of part 4 (and well before the first story I wrote about her), things stayed as they were. I was dating other women and Julie was my go-to girl. I kind of felt sorry for the other women, too, because if they weren't giving in bed then I wasn't about to stay with them. Why date a girl who might give you a blowjob from time to time when I h...
Afternoon Tea At Thanksgiving, we had feasted – by ourselves. Next day there were turkey sandwiches and watching stupid TV in bed, there was bathing together. You began reading Anna Karenina stretched out on your belly in bed – your silver glasses perched on your nose, your head toward the bed's foot, your kimono draped over your lovely shoulders and back a...
"When are you coming?" Lynn asked her best friend, Terri, over the phone. The two had been best friends since junior high, and even the distance of over 400 miles hadn't been able to break them apart. "I'm going to leave Friday morning, as soon as I get up and going. I'd like to be at your house by early afternoon," Terri replied. Although Terri was not loo...
I've already submitted two stories long ago, under the name of Romeo Alpha, and would like to continue my submissions. Here is my third submission, based on a true life story: * I was a young rebel in my days, when I was a lad of 22. I was always horny, and being an aggressive and accomplished fighter pilot in the Indian Air Force with a medal for being th...
As Peter and Fliss finished checking into their 5-star hotel, the porter carried their luggage to the lift and showed them to their room. The porter opened the door and stood aside to let Fliss enter first. As Peter was about to follow her, he heard what he thought was a familiar voice along the corridor and upon turning round he spotted Susie and Kat leavin...
Author's note: Emily is a cute young BBW who works as a teacher, and enjoys sexy role-play. She has short curly brown hair, pale skin, with freckles, and wears glasses. Emily and I often explore different naughty characters and situations and this story documents one of them. This time the scene is a cruise ship. We are both aboard, supposedly enjoying a ho...
"So, what's your story?" The redhead in the corner asked me. She was holding the leash to her scantily clad boyfriend, drumming her fingers on his shoulder. "excuse me?" I asked, I hadn't really been paying attention. "What's your story? Why are you at Fetish Club? Tell us everything, every detail. You can't tell us anything that will freak us out." She sm...
I have always enjoyed overnight business trips but am not quite sure why. For some reason I enjoy spending the night in a hotel, eating dinner in a strange place, having a drink in a bar I do not know, and even using the tiny dwarf-like soaps and shampoo. For some people, being alone in a foreign environment is boring or even terrifying, not me. Thus, there...