My wife and I were finally taking that long-awaited vacation we had been planning. It had been some time since we had a vacation due to the cost of raising 3 kids. But the last one had moved out in March and we were finally empty nesting and were really looking forward to spending time alone in the place where we had been married twenty-two years earlier in...
I had known all my life that I was into WAM before I knew there was a word for it. Let me explain something before I get into it: WAM is nothing to do with the campy 1980s pop duo of George Michael and Andrew Ridgeley. WAM stands for Wet And Messy, and refers to the fetish of being aroused by oneself or other people being, well, wet and/or messy. By messy I...
My wife, Jennifer, had become more and more aware of the societal revolution taking place. That revolution is interracial dating, fucking, marriage, and breeding. Everywhere we go she would point out to me how beautiful interracial couples looked together. She confided in me that interracial babies were beautiful, and she wanted to know what it would be lik...
Dear Cassandra, I leave you my grandmother's ring, an ancient heirloom passed down through generations. Your mother begged me to destroy it rather than leave it to you. She was sure that it is cursed, but I suspect it is cursed only by the fears of men, and not from some intrinsic evil - unless all witchcraft be so. I have never dared wear it myself, being...
Listening to the end of a Metallica song, he was in a groove, pounding out some hardware description code for the new design when he heard the sound of a screeching baby overtaking the grind of Kirk Hammett's axe. He lifted the headphones off one ear to make sure everything was OK. The sound of the bathtub filling alerted him; apparently the new nanny was gi...
17. Now, the Ancient Quarter was waking up at its usual lazy pace. Elizabeth had grown to think of this part of the city as being like a pampered dowager cat, awakened daily by the caress of the sun and stretching lazily to greet each morning. Today was no different as the sun crept with feline grace down the stucco sides of the buildings, giving the mornin...
My thanks to Todger65 for his help with editing! ***** Isonei's head ached as she woke. The air was close and smelled of fruit; she was curled uncomfortably, upright, somewhere dark. Whatever she was in was moving and the way she was jerked and jostled it felt as if she were on a cart. She reached out, touching the sides of the wooden container, her warm...
My Wife Amy and I were fans of the outdoors and we loved to camp when given the chance. Not the rugged outdoors types, we were more into hiking and photography. Amy loves taking pictures and we have our own dark room so she can have total control in the developing and printing processes. She's been an avid photographer since she was a teenager. We were mar...
4. Nancy's Day Out The next day, Thursday, was a busy one for me. I managed to make it up to the college, have lunch with the hiring committee, talk to the department head, and give a sample lecture to a virtually empty classroom. It went pretty well, considering my distracted state of mind the whole time I was on campus. I was distracted because I couldn...
My wife, Michelle, and I have been married for six years and I'm the luckiest guy in the world. I'm 50, and Michelle's 37 and scalding hot. Physically, her cheekbones suggest Nicole Kidman, but her lips evoke Claudia Schiffer. Her emerald eyes are all her own and she wears her auburn red hair in a flirtatious bob. Thanks to many years in the gym with real we...