This is a continuation of a story. If you want to start at the beginning, read My Pretty Woman Moment first, then Making Her Feel Pretty. * Driving back from the book store I couldn't help but grin at the events of the last couple of days. I'd had a threesome in a clothing store changing room with a clerk and my wife, then I'd just got done making passion...
Hi, Yet again I want to apologise for the long wait but with exams and work, this obviously was not my top priority. I want to thank two readers Fran who encourages me to keep on writing, even though I want to give up at times and to CVC who sends me very long suggestions, which have greatly improved this chapter. Most importantly Jim, who has yet again d...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-Check. You have been forewarned. There are mistakes; expect to find many of them. Chapter 20 "Really? REALLY? You'll let that brat put her booger infested hands on you, but I...
Be warned: there is a little sex in this story, but not a lot. It's really about falling in love and building a life together where two were once apart. This story is set in what came to be known as The Blizzard of 2013 that hit the East Coast of the USA in early-February of that year. Northern New England got hammered while the mid-Atlantic states fared be...
I woke up at 0430 hours and stared at the clock's radium impregnated dial and hands. I was always afraid that I'd be late for an exam or when a paper was due which was my premier, scary nightmare. I didn't know the nightmares that awaited me in my future I'd just deal with the crazy ones right now. I pushed the alarm tab in and got up, fumbled around for my...
Special thank you to Tigersman for editing my work. Prompt and professional, I would recommend him to other writers looking for an editor. I hope you enjoy this story. ***** The sound of a late afternoon squall rapped on the worn, thin windows and the tin roof of the little beach bungalow. The squat, single story wooden dwelling was being pelted with rai...
[Bisexual Wife brings home college lover] [Author's notes: Warning! This is an extramarital sex story. For those who don't like these themes please move along. Constructive comments are appreciated, hate speech will be deleted.] [This is the second chapter of "Ascent into Bondage". The story starts out as loving wives, turns towards group sex, then plunges...
Lisa stretched out on the bed and yawned. She had spent the night in one of the bedrooms of her ... Well the right word escaped her... ex husband? Soon to be ex-husband? Dumpy dude dumped? Shitty in the sheets? Dinky dick? Lisa lay there playing with all the possible nicknames for Hugh and chuckling when she came up with a good one. While they were still of...
This one is pure fiction for those who enjoy the pleasure of seeing their wife turned into a woman who once again enjoys sex as she had before becoming married. It’s based on the experiences of many of the men and women my wife and I came to know during our swinging days. It’s not uncommon, in fact if most husbands and wives weren’t afraid to communicate ope...
I guess I was angrier at my husband than I realized. I can't think of any other reason I ended up doing what I did. Other than the fact it was fun - and felt real good. But there definitely was some spite involved. Hal was in Omaha conducting a training program. On Friday he called and said he wouldn't be coming home until the following week. He made up som...