"Howard, maybe I need to go stay with Aunt Jean. It would take a little pressure off both of us." "Baby, oh my beautiful Baby, don't think that. I just need to know that I can hold you and I'm okay. I've been thinking about this all week and I didn't know what else to do. Pete told me what happened to those people in the pasture when your cell phone was use...
We were finally away for a few days, all to ourselves. It had been a bit too long since Sandra and I had been away, in a posh hotel room, with a perfect beach view. Between jobs and moving into a new house, life had seemed to roll over the top of both of us. We checked into our hotel and practically ran to the room. The one thing about tropical paradises, i...
After a brief nap, Nick woke up to the exquisite pleasure of holding Jess cradled in his arms. Her naked skin was like heated silk beneath his palms. Her soft, gentle breaths were a warm delight against his neck. Her smell, an intoxicating blend of musky womanhood, wreathed his senses. Before his cock could grow too excited by the sensation of being buried...
Stefanie was a divorced mother of two and in her mid forties. Married young, she was a dutiful wife and mother, but the marriage didn't last and now that her kids were old enough, Stacy felt she was due to explore a side of life she previously deprived herself of at a younger age. Besides, forty was the new twenty-five all her friends told her. Of course,...
By the time Paul's car pulled into the garage of the house, Jessie could feel the fatigue a day at the mall brought. Before the entered the house a pounding of feet could be heard coming down the stairs inside Mrs. Smythe greeted them at the door. She wore a blue apron that read "kiss the cook" over her round frame. Flour was sprinkled on the apron and from...
She is skittish and shy, sleek and sexy. She has large beautiful blue eyes that captivate me and sometimes give her a sweet startled look. Her hair is a very attractive copper color, other women are always saying that they wished they had hair her color. It is the color of a fox, which is perfect, if I had to choose an animal to describe her it would be exac...
I belong to the boys, and to the boys I shall remain. By now you're familiar with the meaning behind these words. My name is Nina. I'm 27 years old, born and raised in Canada and married to my husband for one year. My family's background is Lebanese and I had a very conservative and modest upbringing. My husband was the only man I had ever been with, that...
Do you see the title? That does not mean she gets spray painted black. Neither is she a coal miner's wife. This is another story of a well hung black male and a white man's wife. Of course, the white man has a little wee-wee. You expected it the other way around? How Foolish! If this isn't your sort of fiction, you have my sworn permission to read something...
For anyone keeping score, this is my third submission to LW. I thought I'd pick a more "traditional" theme for this one. Here is my version of a common premise I do find interesting and worth writing about. Common premises are common premises for a reason. This story was inspired by the person who inspired the character of Kayla. ***** Have you ever met...
Author's ed. notes: Based on comments from some readers, I find it necessary to include this standard note: This story is about married couples swapping. If you don't like that subject, or think it's unrealistic for couples to swap and still be happily married - don't read this story! Also, based on some stupid criticisms, and yes I mean stupid, assume all...