[Note from Author: Although this story is about Aimee, she does not appear in this chapter. This chapter involves her professor, Adam Grey, his wife, Leslie, and his secretary, Victoria, and sets the theme for future chapters involving these three. This chapter is a major departure from the Incest theme, and may be a disappointment for those who are reading...
Ron Franklin sat in his office. He'd just finished reminiscing about one of his favorite times with Ellen with his blinds closed. A knock came and he hid the tissue in his top drawer. He unlocked and opened the door as if he hadn't been wanking off on company time. An underling told him there was someone he needed to see. Xavier brushed his way in. He made h...
My wife, Kelly, and I had fancied Stacey for years. She had a round face, an easy smile and loud laugh. She was a big girl, with wide hips, slim waist and enormous breasts that I would have loved to taste, and I knew Kelly had been curious too. Kelly was a smaller version of Stacey in some ways. She had the great arse, the oh so slim waist that I loved slidi...
On our first night they assigned me to a Queen-sized bed with an attractive brunette named Darla. Of course, those sleeping arrangements weren't set in stone. There were five beds in our room, ten people total, each person representing half of a couple. The other half of each couple, including my wife, was in another house in another city somewhere, being fi...
We had just gone on a trip to see some relatives that took us across the country. I noticed at the rest stops along the highway that many truckers pulled over to sleep or rest there. I began to formulate a fantasy in my head each time we drove by one... My pulse raced as we pulled off the highway into the rest stop. There were the usual twenty or so trucks...
It had been years since I'd been back to my home town. *** She took me completely by surprise. As I strolled through the supermarket gathering the few items I would need for my brief stay, the voice came from behind me as if through a dream. I recognized it immediately, having heard it playing over in my mind for years. "What's a nice guy like you doing i...
(Please note that this is the continuation of a tale begun in “Three fantasies for Halloween” and “Post Halloween Party”. Readers may want to read those earlier tales, though this story should also make sense on its own) * * * * * Time really does fly by when you have sweet memories of incredible love-making to keep your mood up. It was great when my wife...
Much as I enjoy the idea of watching my wife Anita being enjoyed by other men this is not because I have any problems with my own sexual prowess or equipment. Indeed I am pleased to be able to say that I am quite well endowed both in length and girth and have had some memorable sexual experiences. I think that like many men with unadventurous wives who lack...
I sat there for about ten minutes as my tears fell, I then got up and went and washed my face. "OK John what the fuck is happening here?" I asked myself. I made myself a stiff drink and went and collected the Mystique folder. Inside were four sheets of paper. They were printouts of emails I sorted them into date order. The first said "Sue the website is up...
The following is a transcript of a taped interview I had with a young woman, Judy, who consented to the interview when she learned, from a friend of a friend of a friend, that I wrote and edited erotic literature. The words are Judy's; I have only edited out those details necessary to preserve her privacy and I have reordered some of the paragraphs to avoid...