The concept for this story is from a loyal reader who suggested the exhibitionism/voyeur category. I hope I've done it justice. Please vote! Part 1 "Timmy! Over here!" called my wife, Katerina, as I stumbled up the stadium steps carrying the cardboard tray of hot dogs and cokes, back to the seats she and I had on the forty yard line. It was halftime, our o...
Note to reader: My last entry, "One Glass of Wine?" was not very good. That was partly because it was hastily prepared in fantasy mode. This version, "One Glass of Wine, Revisited" (without a question mark) is, I think, better and here is why. The first was fiction, with things added that I would like to see done to me. But that is not up to me, so in this s...
*** A series of stories with transgender themes which I hope will be of interest to those who like women, or would like to be a woman. Which includes me! *** It was a Friday. I remember that. Actually it's not really surprising, it was always a Friday, the day my stepfather worked late and I got home from college early. It gave me time. Which wasn't re...
Last Spring, one of my wife's relatives past away. My wife and my young son both went to a large Midwestern city for the funeral. They left on a Thursday evening flight for the Saturday funeral and planned to return on Monday. I would have accompanied my wife; however, I had some very important client meetings scheduled for Friday. As Friday afternoon woun...
Question! Have you ever had something unexpected happen to you that changed your life... forever? I did and it changed my life dramatically! Who am I? My name is Will! I stand 1.79 metres (5'10½") tall; weigh 99Kg (220lbs); have light brown hair, gray-blue eyes and a crooked grin. Because I have been actively involved in gymnastics - Roman-rings - since...
We were new to swinging, we swung for the first time only about five years after we were married. "Swung" is not perhaps quite the correct term, "swapped" would be nearer the mark. This is how it all started. We had moved into a new housing estate and in our close, the residents were primarily young married couples. (This was the early 1970's) Friendships...
Shanti looked down at the clutter on her nuptial bed. Over a dozen dildo, vibrators and sheaths of different shapes, colours and sizes were scattered across its expanse. She looked at her handsome bridegroom waiting expectantly at the foot of the bed. "So, let me get this straight. You want to watch me masturbate." Her voice was flat and even. "Yes." "So...
Let's get this out of the way right off. I'm a cheating, asshat, bastard. There is no other way to put it so don't bother with the lame comments telling me what I already know after you read this. I have no redeeming qualities after what I did. I used to be married; you'll soon see why I'm not anymore. In my defense, and maybe the men that read this will ag...
It was barely sunrise. My wife Amanda was wearing a tight black and purple sports bra that cradled her breasts beautifully, leaving her sexy 6-pack abs and navel fully exposed. Her running tights was made of the same stretchy material that flaunted her equally incredible ass. She had her long black hair tied in a ponytail and pulled through her cap. Amanda...
Chapter 20 When Jenny arrived at work on Monday she was feeling elated about her weekend with Bob. However, her feelings for him created a major dilemma: now that she had admitted to herself that she was in love with him, she didn't want to date anyone else. Being in love was a first for her. There were times that she thought she was in love but for one rea...