Thelma and I were lunching at one of the St. Clairs' favorite restaurants, having just left the beauty salon. It had been three months since I had been with William. I still could not perform with Naomi as a man, although I ate her daily to orgasms. We had adjusted to our new lifestyle, opening a manufacturers' representative firm, Imhof Consultants, in a di...
After my first post, I received several comments. Some of the comments were positive and others negative. Any comments that were constructive, I will take the criticism and learn to incorporate those suggestions into the subsequent chapters and other stories I write. One of the comments was about numbering the story as Part 1 or some variation like that. Tha...
This story contains details of wife swapping, so you shouldn't read it if that offends you * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * "What do you think?" my wife asked, turning her head sideways and giving me a look that was both shy and teasing. "I like it. I like it a lot," I replied as Karen turned her attention back to the full-length mirror in our be...
After the New Year's Eve adventure, it was cold and nasty the next several weeks so we elected to stay in the city. I made sure to put extra attention into doting on Kami, being a good husband and telling her often that I loved her. I had no idea where we were going to go sexually after that weekend, but I was certain I didn't want the events to drag on us a...
I walk into the bedroom after grabbing a cold beer, and I notice V's tiny black G-string bikini bottoms are on the bed. She comes out of the closet bare naked, and I stare appreciatively. I start to grab hold of her, and she shushes me. "I'm going out back to get some sun. It's beautiful outside." "It's beautiful in here" I counter. From my eyes, it was....
My wife and I decided to walk down the beach to find a nice cove where we could lay our blanket down and sunbathe. We found the perfect spot and I took off my shorts and shirt and already had a huge boner just thinking about being on the nude beach with my wife. My wife laid the blanket out and I sat on it and watched her slowly slip out of her denim jean mi...
Lori snores. It hardly defines my wife as a person. It neither limits my affection for her nor makes her less of a loving, warm person. It’s not the loud, sawing racket that one would attribute to a man’s snore. It’s more a demure, rhythmic breathing that I’ve grown accustomed to as being a part of my home life. Except that lately I lay in bed at night hard...
To me, sharing my woman is not an act of submissiveness, but of dominance. I love being my girl's gatekeeper, giving my stamp of approval or denial on her prospective suitors. My criteria is simple: the men must be clean and fit, able to pleasure her thoroughly, and most of all, respectful. This arrangement makes her feel like a highly sought-after commodity...
My wife and I have enjoyed having other men help with our sex life, but never had the line been crossed until one faithful weekend not too long ago. We had invited a friend over for drinks and cards and as we had in the past started discussing sex and what fantasies each of us had. Little did I realize that my wife was going to ask me to do something that I...
This story is entirely true. You never know when things will change. Here are some updates to our first story (Creamed at the Beach) and one of the funniest things that has happened to us for a while (I promise you might get a chuckle a little later). Before going to bed last night, my wife was getting a bit playful and mentioned several times that she was...