"What," I said snapping my head around to look at my wife Carol. "What did you just say?" I asked not believing what I thought I had just heard. "Dan, I know you're going to be mad, but I'm not happy right now, and I'm thinking of us getting a trial separation; so I can get my head together and figure what I want," Carol told me as I stood on the deck cooki...
Author's note: This story consists of multiple chapters. Some chapters will contain subjects that some may find objectionable, such as incest, anal, and perhaps even violence. While this chapter doesn't contain any of these, you are here forewarned not to get into this series if these subjects bother/offend you. All characters are over eighteen, as I can't a...
Only three chapters past this one; they're all written, getting proofed and edited now. Ailene's plan has been adopted and being put in motion, full speed ahead. Except for sexual activity rising in a discussion, there isn't much here except for masturbation. These people are like family now. ***** "Bonnie, I would like your help with a bath this evening,...
Heather and Jack had invited us over to their place for dinner. The Wilsons were a bit younger than Laurie and I, but we were close enough in age that it wasn't a big deal. We'd never asked, but I'd guess both Heather and Jack were in their mid 30's. The four of us had met through mutual friends and soon became friends ourselves, taking in some movies and at...
I know, I know, almost every story you read here starts off with the disclaimer that the "story you are about to read is true". While that may or may not be true, mine truly is. This is a story based on how my marriage to my wife, Hannah, was transformed from a normal, all-American marriage into one of sexual discovery and liberation. The details may be shoc...
CHAPTER 1 For five years chief accountant Radford Hart had been on call as the president's driver when the president met VIPs at the airport and returned them there. Occasionally the president and driver would take the VIPs to the Kempthorne Alpine Resort and stay overnight. The president Luke King was a self-drive guy so the company didn't employ a chauf...
The girls were shocked beyond words when I refused. "No. Remember I said a one-time thing, and I meant it. It'll hold. We need to focus on the logistics, instead. I DO NOT want to be in the same room where my wife is screwing someone not me. I don't think I could get past the visual. And it can't be anyone's house; this has to be on neutral ground. There aga...
The taste on my tongue was unmistakable, yet slightly different than what I was used to. I raised my eyebrows and looked at Jane with a quizzical look on my face. "Yes, that is what you think it is," was her response. The night had just taken an interesting turn. My wife, Jane and I, are a thirty something couple with a couple of kids. It was Friday nigh...
In the pleasant glow induced by a very fulfilling all-night lovemaking session, having lost her inhibitions, she told me her wildest sexual fantasy: acting like a filthy whore, begging to suck and fuck a 9-inch dick and to become a man's dirty slut, preferably a black man. It would add to her pleasure if I watched; and her wish would be complete if I partici...
When I posted the first part of this story I fully expected a barrage of indignant comments about my religious viewpoint. But none appeared. Could it be that those who would normally emerge from wherever to criticise me did not read beyond the opening statement, choosing instead to write it off as blasphemy? Or could it be that they could find no answer othe...