1) Having sex with other men My husband and I are known as a quiet couple in a conservative pocket of middle class South Africa. Having reached our middle ages, we are considered relatively successful. He is a fine arts academic who excels at after-hours Jazz recitals in smoky intimate eateries and bars. I reached my late forties without any child in sig...
Over the last ten days my master has been edging me and denying me orgasm and using my holes for his pleasure constantly. He has promised me I could cum when I ovulate since that is when my pussy is most sensitive. That is two days away, making the initially assigned denial twelve days long. Over the past three days I have done so many dirty and humiliatin...
I knew Alyssa had planned a romantic evening for us. It was in the way she seemed to just fly around the house, singing and humming her favorite love songs. We've been married five years and there are some things that I've learned to pick up on. Her romantic surprises is one of them, but I'll never let on that I know. I kissed her softly before I left for w...
Jane's birthday was fast approaching and Ron gave her a choice of how to celebrate. Knowing Jane as well as he did, he should have realized which alternative she would jump at. "Gorgeous," Ron said, "Which would you rather do for your birthday on Saturday? Go out to dinner at a restaurant of your choice or stay home all day and have as much sex as you want...
She couldn't stop thinking about how fast things can go wrong and how much you need to fight to keep what was right in your life. Her good friends Maggie's house disappeared behind her as she drove back to her own home. Her dear hubby was there, keeping an eye on the kids, and he let her drop everything to go see her traumatized friend. It turned out Maggie'...
"But what did I do to deserve this?" I smiled. "Well you've always been very helpful to us. To me in particular. As we're moving out finally, I think I'll say a proper goodbye." He looked wide-eyed between my legs. I had a finger inside now while the base of my fingers rubbed against my clit. My left hand prised my panties further out of the way. My stocki...
This adventure is set in my current world and life. It flows as a natural progression of what I desire for myself. It is categorized in "romance" because this is less about true BDSM and more about the uniquely sensual D/s relationship that I have with Daddy. Everything that happens is available to happen if nothing in life changed from the way it exists...
The following story is fiction and does not describe any real person or situation in particular. All characters are at least eighteen. This is the fourth chapter in a series based on a very flexible girl in the high school color guard and her college age instructor. I encourage everyone to read parts one, two, and three before reading this chapter. I was a c...
He was not really her type she told herself. Not really her type at all, a bit geeky, a bit intense, not bad looking and what she could see of the body looked OK, but no not her type. But he could listen, damn he could listen. As the night wore on she opened up to him more and more, told him things she had not told even her closest girlfriends. He drank it...
***All characters are 18 and above. All activities described in this story are undertaken as a matter of informed consent and choice between lawful adults. Any and all grammatical and repetition errors are the sole responsibility of the author.*** "Strip." Damn him! How does he move around so quietly? I didn't even hear him come in! Evangeline turned from...