This is my first written erotic story. I intend to write a number of them, all based on something I and my wife have done together. Sometimes it will be a 100% true story, sometimes a true story with my own or my wife's fantasies added. Often write them with my wife sitting next to me, slowly stroking my cock or positioned so I can look right up her asshole,...
As a long time married couple you seem to fall into patterns, some good and some not so. I should of known something was up from the very start, as it was my birthday and most things seemed to be against the grain for us. It started right off the bat when my wife said we should stay close to home in the celebration of the day, normally she's interested to p...
***Author's note: My editor suggested that I put the last two chapters together and submit it as one. Because of my recent hiatus due to my "football injury" (haven't been able to say that since high school) I have a lot of work to catch up on. Therefore, I took his advice. This is the final chapter. On an offhand note guys, keeping yourself in shape doe...
Alpha Forrest held it together until the three Warriors left the room and closed the door. The three, all members of the Banff Pack, had just informed him their Alpha was recalling them immediately and they were leaving the Pack. It had been a bad day, starting with the loss of all his Omegas. He hadn't been woken with his coffee as he normally was at 0530...
Alia knew she was in trouble when instead of stealing the contents of Russian mob boss Ivan Strignofsky's safe; she stole his "sex slave". The poor woman hadn't wanted to be there in the first place and Alia felt guilty just walking away. She'd spent the last twenty years keeping out of the notice of others. Or walking away from the bad things that she saw....
I could hardly comprehend how nervous I felt as I began walking down to the first floor of the condo building. The greater part of me wanted to know how the other 11 white husbands still living here felt, and why I had not seen them more than a few times in weeks. Another part of me was truly afraid to know. My purpose was unclear to me at the time. I supp...
This is the follow-up of my previous story "Dancing in Ethiopia". Like the first story, this is submitted to the section 'Interracial Love' and that's exactly what it is about: love, crossing boundaries. There are some descriptions of "intimate bodily contact" but that's not the main focus of this story – it's only part of the experience. Even though I th...
I sat at home for the third day after my wife and the love of my life had left on her business trip. I kept consoling myself with the fact that she would be home in a week and a half. This may sound sappy, but the truth was that this would mark the longest we had been apart since we first started becoming close back in college. We had been just friends for t...
This is a fictional account. Author's Note: Many of you love this story line and thanks for the kind words/votes. I will keep developing this story line for you. Please be patient as I also try other things too. I appreciate your feedback. Thanks to Techsan for his incredible editing. Sally and Sarah began to adapt to their new way of life. They were bec...
I dreamed a dream in time gone by When hope was high and life worth living I dreamed that love would never die I dreamed that God would be forgiving - I Dreamed a Dream, Les Misérables **** This is such a bad idea, Zach thought to himself again. He was only a few yards away from the entrance when he made his final decision, turned, and began walkin...