Introduction from the author This is the fourth chapter of a longer story titled The Lingerie Incident. I greatly appreciate any and all who read the previous installments and left comments or voted. Special thanks to blackstallion21 for taking the time to edit this for me. *** The weeks that followed were a blur of activity for all of them -- both in and...
We continued our affair. Bea was an avid reader and since sex was now her favorite subject, she wanted me to get her all I could for her. I started her on "Lady Chatterly’s Lover" and Henry Miller but she was soon reading letters in men’s magazines and Nancy Friday. She gloried in the descriptions and would often sit naked in bed, her little half glasses ato...
In a previous story I shared how I'd met a couple in St. Louis, Dennis and Jane, and our first time together. As I'd mentioned then the company I worked for at the time sent me to St. Louis several times a year on business, so we've had the opportunity to get together several more times since. We didn't always meet for sex, sometimes it was dinner and drinks...
Katrina Wilson is my name. Like the storm, but deadlier. I am feeling so bored these days. I needed to find something to do. I get really horny on days when I've got nothing to do. Anyone looking at me would see a tall, good-looking black woman in her early twenties. I'm not. I'm actually a transsexual. I have a beautiful woman's face, body and a fantastic b...
"I love to watch you assume control over him," Lisa whispered. "It's so erotic, so empowering." Lisa observed as Julia dismounted my cock and collapsed onto the floor between my legs, satisfied and 'unwound'. Julia faced her friend, still sprawled on the floor against the wall after her licking. Lisa watched her friend, mesmerized by Julia's confidence and t...
YOU GOTTA PAY FOR PUSSY "You Gotta Pay For Pussy," Says my cousin Joe If you wan'na get fucked Or you wan'na get blowed Gals think of pussy Like a piggy bank Put in the coin Then fill the tank Joe has a girly who really ain't a whore But before he fucks her He takes her to a store Buys her a dress Or a wash'in machine Gets her into bed She s...
I want to thank readers for their encouraging words, but I especially want to thank my friend, NoraFares for her help and proofreading skills. If you want to read great writing, catch her stories. This is a romance. There's some sexual content, but not a lot of sex here. If that's what you're looking for you may choose to pass on by. All characters are ove...
Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. ***** Chapter 1 Edna Pritchette waddled into the kitchen where her mother was nursing one month old Jack Junior and poured herself a cup of coffee from the metal pot that was on the gas stove. "Doctor says too much that coffee ain't good for you," her m...
Our sexual triangle remained largely at a status quo for the next week or so. My wife Kelly and I were fucking every night, something that had never happened with us even when we were dating. Not only was the quantity exceptional, but the quality was also as good as any man could ask for. Kelly was wearing sexy lingerie frequently. In fact, hardly a day went...
AUTHOR'S NOTE #1: WARNING! This is neither a BTB nor a RAAC story. All keyboard commandos should probably stop reading here; there are other very good stories submitted by some fine writers available. If you enjoy a plausible story keep reading. If you think no story could possibly end like this, I know at least one man who would beg to differ. Constructive...