As we drove towards town, the sun was shining blissfully. Despite the fact that it was only 10am, it was already hot and the day promised to be a scorcher. My wife, Amy, had persuaded me to give up my Saturday off and take her shopping. I moaned, but knew that when Amy had set her mind on something, there was little that was going to stop her doing what she...
As we drove towards town, the sun was shining blissfully. Despite the fact that it was only 10am, it was already hot and the day promised to be a scorcher. My wife, Helen, had persuaded me to give up my Saturday off and take her shopping. I moaned, but knew that when Helen had set her mind on something, there was little that was going to stop her doing what...
She has been a hotwife for about a year now, but mostly we have only played with couples or single men met through the internet. Most recently she has been pretty regular with one man whom she fucks and sucks one or twice a week (and the occasional MFM with me). She has never been into the flashing, or obvious flirting and teasing – until now that is. Last F...
We had gone to this rather sleazy pub near the docks. The reason we where in this rough part of town, was to watch our friends daughter do her act. She is a stripper and an extremely beautiful girl of 18. I had fancied her for a long time and would have gone anywhere to see her naked. We where supposed to have met our friends there but they hadn't turned up....
The following is based on actual events that took place not long after King Richard I (Daley) died suddenly in December of 1976 without leaving a successor. With the iron fist of the Boss gone rival factions in the City Counsel battled for control of Chicago. This was an era when a wise bar owner cultivated a relationship with his alderman as well as the d...
**************************** AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a sketch: an unpolished story. I'm used to writing in a 3rd person omniscient voice but the genre really lends itself to the immediacy and intimacy of 1st person so I'm trying it out here. The first time around, I wrote this bit in present tense – which was fun to write but just a bit too distracting to re...
Tuesday, three a.m., a sudden noise woke me and I instinctively felt for my wife, Sue. She wasn't in bed with me. Though she rarely woke at the witching hour of three a.m., when she did she would roam the kitchen looking for some oral satisfaction—a sweet or a beer. Since we sleep naked, she would roam naked and then stand naked at the open window. Because t...
As if your vote is my applause, please vote. There are no underage characters in this story. All characters portrayed are over the age of 18-years-old. I'll Be Your Wife for the Night, #3 Continued from Chapter 02: Whenever she knew he was watching her from the first-floor windows, she made sure that she squatted at the precise moment to give him an up-s...
Compelled to play While Felicity built up enough courage to walk into the mall, she stood looking into a store window. It was grubby, just the way she felt. Although conceding to her husband's demands over the past few weeks, this was going way too far. Owing so much to Philip, and needing to make it up to him, made it impossible to refuse this awful demand...
My wife, Kim, had been emailing me about her flashing exploits at work, only to have a co-worker, Tina, walk into her office and caught her while she was sitting at her desk with her panties and skirt around her ankles. After much prodding and cajoling, Kim told her the whole story about flashing some of her visiting co-workers and secretly getting herself o...