Braden looked at Linsey pleadingly. He tried to keep his aristocratic face calm—after all, they were dining at DeSoto's—but couldn't she listen? Couldn't she take a bit of pity on him? Braden's cock was locked in the Penitentiary tube, and it was surging to get out. But Lin would have to make the call...it was her cock to deal with! Two nights before, Linse...
The weekend following the beach incident, detailed in my story 'First Clue', I was in a state of some excitement, wondering if something else was going to happen. My husband was obviously a bit more kinky than I realised, and that did make me nervous, but it had led to some fantastic sex, so I was keeping an open mind. I just couldn't help being curious abou...
Carrie sighed loudly as she stood in line at the little baggage claim kiosk. Once again her flight had been delayed, forcing her to watch as the world's most inefficient clerk sorted out which bags belonged to whom. She wasn't sure how this kept happening, but somehow every time she flew home from Cali to Manhattan her bags managed to get there before her. S...
Author's Note: I originally posted this story under the name zeke81. Time has passed and I've had several suggestions about improving this story so I am submitting this revised version. Please feel free to read the version posted under zeke81 and let me know which version you think is better. ZENDO_ARGOS ------------------------------------------------ My...
It started out like any other normal week day. Normally, I would get up dealt with the husband and kids. Go to work. Flirt with the guys at work. Go home; deal with the husband and kids again. Sounds boring right... It is normally. Today was different though. I have been flirting with Keith for sometime now. We both are in marriages that aren't as sexual gr...
Vic approached Poppy from behind, and set his head on top of hers, his face in her hair. "Home at last." His hands wandered down his wife's stout and curvy body, grabbing her shirt and casually pulling it out from being tucked in her pants. He replaced the fabric with his rough fingers, sliding them down beneath her waistband and savoring the warm, soft skin...
This is my first story, so be gentle. Several other stories are in the works, and Deb and I write many of them together. Some of our stories (like this one) are based on our actual experiences. Others will be pure fiction. * * * * * * * * * * I'm Debbie. My husband Neil and I are now grandparents, and have been happily married for over 30 years. We've been...
It was a slack day at work. The economic climate had severely reduced traffic through the airport, and there were only three of us working the security gate: two on the x-ray machines, and one for checking anything suspicious. My colleague had gone for her break, so I was sitting at the terminal. I saw the woman approach but I didn't really pay attention as...
3: SHERYL and the Caravan Part 2 My mind was on horses and riding as I travelled south to keep my appointment. But it was a very different kind of riding I had in mind. Ever since meeting Sheryl at an Exhibition nearly a year ago we had shared two of the most enjoyable sexual unions I have ever experienced in 70 years on this planet. But I wondered if there...
"Speak of the Devil, and he shall appear," I intoned the saying as if I was speaking a sacred incantation. I spoke the words into the cool darkness of the small room. The candles stationed strategically throughout the space flickered as hot energy crackled through the air. A nervous grin slipped across my lips as a figure began to materialize in the center...