I came home from work one day and found my beautiful wife waiting for me at the door. She was all dressed up in a black leather mini-skirt, which barely covered her ass. And a pair of black leather thigh -high boots with four-inch heels. She gave me a big kiss and then she reminded me of the conversation we had the other night when we were watching a fuck f...
We had been married for about five years. My wife, Julie, was a small, lively brunette, with a body that, whilst cuddly, was still very shapely. It wasn't just her body that men found attractive, I knew. It was something about her personality. She was one of those women who could walk into a room and all the men would notice her – and wonder why, and all the...
She was working in the library, when the sheet of paper floated down to her. Snatching it, she nodded. Zelinnia blinked. "I thought you were coming over tomorrow." "Your brother sent the page back." "Oh!" "Where's Renwa?" "In his office." "Are you sure this is advisable?" Renwa rubbed his neck. "You will be there, I will be there. It'll be a cute li...
Author's note: This short story was inspired by Vitalis' amazing hentai artwork: "Bimbo Catalog: Bianca." * It was date night in the Whitley household and things were just starting to get exciting. Alice and Richard had enjoyed a lovely meal at a five star restaurant, a wonderful performance at the theater and a couple glasses of fine wine upon returning h...
Although the blindfold concealed the fire raging in Sylvia's eyes, her flushed cheeks and ragged breath hinted that she was ready for what Tom had planned next. Draped over a purple velvet settee, her knees were bound to the legs they straddled, her forearms wrapped together in satin ribbon behind her back. She firmly grasped the silver ball in her left hand...
My wife and I began fantasizing and role-playing about six months ago, and it has really helped enliven our sex life. We enjoy creating scenes and then telling each other and acting out some of the experiences. Two weeks ago I returned from a two-week business trip. After dinner we were sitting in the dining room when Paula mentioned that while she was alon...
"Ready, Joe?" "Let's get it over with." We walked into the bedroom. There they were, just as we suspected. Our wives, getting it on with each other. They blinked and sat up in the bed; their clothes were strewn all over the floor. "We can explain ..." "Really? I don't think that's necessary; it's pretty obvious what's going on here." I looked at Joe. "...
Q: Isn't swinging just a euphemism for "wife swapping"? A: The problem with the term "wife swapping" is that it implies that the husbands are in control when, in fact, the wives are almost always the ones calling the shots. Swinging is most often a mutually beneficial agreement between two married women. If verbalized (and it NEVER is) the agreement would...
It started two years ago with some rather odd conversations. I'd drift out of the constant chatter between my wife, Kate, and her divorced friend Patricia, only to find myself returned to a flirty conversation with the odd kinky gesture - the two of them giggling like school girls. Curious but improbable. Months later there was another three-way conversat...
Katie Thomson looked out of the aeroplane window and saw the city of Hamburg spread out below her. The young English woman was very excited about her weekend trip to Germany's most hedonistic city. The final year of her postgraduate economics degree had proven to be very demanding both in terms of time and energy, and Katie rarely seemed to have a chance to...