Time is an odd force in our world. It surrounds us all and every being in the universe is subjected to its power, and yet Einstein ultimately was right, it is truly relative. Outside of the bubble created by the staff of Cronus, time appeared to stand still. Inside the bubble however it continued the relentless march forward at the same pace at is always doe...
The conference was a rushed affair. As interoffice emails flashed down neatly hid cables the vast majority uttered a mutual groan of despair since the meeting was called late Friday afternoon just minutes away from everyone going home for the weekend. It came about because one of the firm's senior partners had discovered issues with the total number of billi...
Strictly speaking, it was too cold outside for window shopping. And, frankly, if we were shopping for something different, I would have protested and dragged my wife back to the hotel. But, since we were in the red-light district in Amsterdam, I was okay with it. I had seen streetwalkers in various cities in America but the situation in Amsterdam is surreal...
AUTHORS NOTE: This story is based on the following e-mail request. It contains wife swapping and infidelity so if this is not to you liking be forewarned. * Hi Walter: You continue to write great stories at a fabulous pace I might add. Not sure how you can keep cranking out these gems. A long time ago, I read a really hot story which I know you can replic...
It was a Saturday night. We had been to a show, got home about 11 PM, and were channel surfing, looking for another hour's entertainment before going to bed. "I hadn't seen that," Josie – she'd rather be called that than Josephine -- said as we through the list of offerings. Zebra Lounge was just starting. "Neither have I." I clicked on the remote's Info...
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No man had ever done that to her. She had lived for more than half a century, and for more than half that time, she had been married to a man who never touched her feet. She moaned. She couldn't help it. His hands were big, and warm, and they kneaded her aching feet, pressing and rubbing and squeezing, sliding his fingers slowly, achingly between her toe...
Is this story true or not, you tell me? My 18 years with this family was the happiest time of my life. Sure there was a lot of sex, but we also did many things together as a family. Also, the gossip in this small town was malicious. Most of the gossip was about Nick, Jan and I, not the kids. Remember I shared my body with 8 members of this family if...
Eventually this had to end. He finally eased back from her and let his still-hard cock fall out of her. Semen spilled out as they both moaned, finally uncoupled. Dale sat on the sofa next to her, spent. She reclined, satisfied, between her hosts. Dale and Bev each kissed the sides of her neck. Karen gently held Dale's cock as Bev softly stroked Karen's neck...
About ten days went by until an opportunity arose for TJ to speak to the boss. By then he had rehearsed his plan in his mind umpteen times. The days had dragged a bit since he had watched, through a slightly ajar master bedroom door, the black friend of his boss, Mr Rush, make love to Mrs Rosie, his lovely, much younger white wife. TJ was still new to the s...