They'd been trying for months for a way for them to have a three way with his wife. They'd fantasized about it, they'd discussed it, but they hadn't figured out how. Until now. The plan was, in theory, very simple, but whether she could do it was another thing. However, the more they discussed it, the more they discussed how she'd eat, be eaten and be finge...
In the taxi on the way home from Robert's hotel room, Irene was very conscious of Robert's sperm leaking into her panties. He had cum such a lot, and most of it was pooling in the gusset of her tiny thong, although she was pretty sure that some of it was swimming up inside her to make her pregnant. Finally the taxi arrived at her home, and she paid the driv...
Kira was having a discussion with Dan, Rajeev and several friends in her office in the hotel headquarters. The decoration was lush and monacal at the same time : a large desk with several armchairs for the visitors, lights kira could modify by passing her finger on a computer screen, a wall covered with plants mainly from India and a small pond at its base g...
I thank newest friend, editor "Angel Love" for keeping me from looking illiterate and providing an alternative insight. This is another true adventure involving my wife Joan and me. It came about due to a previous incident, which I related in the story "The Exhibition Game". I caught my wife covertly showing some of her assets to our dentist. We were in th...
Discoveries Part 1 Jennifer Armstrong, known to her friends as Jenny was a very satisfied and content woman as she started to open the mail that fateful Friday morning. She had decided to take a "mental health day " and a long weekend. She had planned to do a little cleaning and then a day at the salon and spa and primp her self for her darling husband Dave...
The fact that Bethany wanted a lap dance from a woman was much less surprising than her boyfriend, Eric, not wanting to take her to a strip club for it. Disappointed by this turn of events Bethany called me and complained about Eric’s unwillingness to give her the birthday present she wanted. I was most surprised at Eric’s reason for his refusal: he had just...
I am Stanley Bridgewater and my wife's name is Melissa Bridgewater. I was the only person she allowed to call her Mel, everybody else called her Missy. We met while attending the University of Tennessee at Knoxville and I literally ran over her coming around the corner from the mailboxes in Morrell Hall. I was a senior studying animal science and the only ti...
This is entirely a work of fiction. Introduction Several years ago I joined some friends in visiting a cabaret in a large southern city. We were going to see a singer that had opened the cabaret and had caused quite a stir. Her act was a blend of old songs, a beautiful voice, and a mastery of all the tools of her trade. And she was skimpily dressed. Durin...
Penny was seriously confused; though she had done her best to follow the stubborn recommendations of her loving husband, Rick, to have sexy Glamour Shot photographs taken and to model for an Erotic Art Class, each time the situation had led her to committing outrageous acts of infidelity, of which her husband knew not. Now it was time to clear the air, and s...
The conversation was still about me as I returned to the living room with a tray full of drinks. My Master and Mistress's guests had never played with a sex slave before. My owners, Gary and Lana, were amused by the questions posed by Tracy, who was genuinely curious about the whole arrangement. Her husband Steve just sat back and listened too turned on from...