Zeynep's arm strained against the wind as he pulled the collar of his coat tighter to shut out the rain. His coal-black skin glistened in the glare of headlights, and his knuckles gripped the handle of his suitcase, tattered with age, on the lonely and frenzied overpass. The contents therein clunked and clattered with each determined step, his thumb outstret...
My wife Faith is a teacher at evening class, with an all-male class, and tonight was the last night of the year. Traditionally the last night was party night, and tonight was to be no exception. She had kept me intrigued in the past telling me stories about the men in the class, with one man in particular, who not only kept inviting her out for a drink (an...
Sarah kept me waiting, but she was worth the wait. Black hair, white summer coat, black tights, and black four inch heels which still left her a good six inches shorter than I am. A while back, going to a concert would have meant at least a suit and tie for me, and something close to an evening dress for my date. At least for places like the Royal Albert H...
My name is Eric I'm 30 and live in London with my wife Suzie. I have always been a fan of kinky sex and have experienced many of my fantasies. But nothing prepared me for what happened one Tuesday night. I came home from work as usual tired and frustrated I always hated taking the tube. As I came in I took off my jacket and put it on the coat stand also on...
[Author's notes: Warning! This is a cuckold story, albeit a different kind of cuckold story. It includes very minor male to male sexual contact. It is primarily a story about a wife who is taught her husband needs to be cuckolded. This hopefully will be hot enough to be a Whack off story for the people who like these themes, as it does have a lot of sex in i...
It's a Wednesday night in 2002. I'm driving out to the club I own in Renton in a sleazy industrial district just south of Lake Washington. I'm wearing my usual long black trench coat with matching leather gloves, the bulge of my wedding ring clearly visible. Underneath the coat is my form-fitting black silk cocktail dress, with just enough cleavage showing t...
For some of you that read our stories on a regular basis, you may be a little heart broken with this one. It is just about me and the wife getting together for some hot, hot sex. Give it a read, I thnik that you will still enjoy it! I travel extensively on business throughout the United States and Canada, and over time I have had the pleasure of visiting ma...
I'd like to thank "Flute", my editor, who patiently shaped my first story and initiated me into the world of erotic writing. You never forget your first... ***** "Mr. Martin, good morning, this is Dr. King." "Oh, good morning ma'am." I certainly wasn't expecting this call. I'd just been to her office a few weeks earlier for my annual visit and nothing se...
Chapter Three -- The Notorious Bettie Page The idea had come to Morgan after Mark had brought home an old 'girlie magazine' that Sam had given him. The magazine featured a model by the name of Bettie Page. On the pages of the journal, surrounding the pictures in the publication was a number of articles written about her life as a 'pin-up legend'. The shots...
This is an older story and does not contain all the details of the sexual encounter. Its focus is on events leading up to the encounter and the tension mounting. Read it with that in mind :) ***** He'd been away for several days already on business. This happened on rare occasions, but never more than a night at a time. This time, an entire week. Chloe kne...