My wife, Alexis, and I both work really hard. We make a lot of money and have a fancy life but it takes a lot of work which sometimes requires us to spend a lot of time apart. This spring I was gone on a business trip for about a month. Alexis and I kept in touch the whole time but obviously nothing compares to being physically with somebody and I missed her...
Here is a letter that I wrote to my wife some time ago. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as we do and remember this is my first submission so please be gentle!! Hi L Here's a story that I wrote just as we were leaving London at the end or the 90's. I remember that you seemed to like reading it... especially when you read it as I fucked you slowly from b...
I pull the car up into a spot near the darkest end of the dock parking lot, roll down the windows, and shut it off. Now we just wait. My wife's hands tremble a little as she adjusts her shirt and pulls down on her skirt a little (to no avail -- it's far too short). She's wearing a schoolgirl outfit: hoop earrings, a white blouse tied just under her chest wi...
I remember once waiting for my wife - of that time - to return home. It was past midnight. I'd been working on a novel most of the day and far into the night. Some time between eleven and twelve I'd done as well as I thought - for the moment at least - I was capable. The achievement relaxed me and made me think about what might be an adequate reward. One...
The next morning, I wake up on the sleeping mat on the floor near the foot of Arlon's bed. At first, I don't really register where I am, but then I feel the weight of the collar around my neck and let out a sigh of relief. I blink into the dark room and get up, hearing Arlon's deep, even breathing from the bed. The fire has dimmed to embers, but I stoke it...
This is the story of how I went from a prude, to nude and finally to rude. For those readers who expect a lot of immediate sexual activity, this may disappoint. Nudism did lead me to sexual awakenings, but it did not happen all that quickly. ***** The sun was beating down and flashing through the trees as I drove the last few dirt miles to the bushland ret...
For the love of my life. Only God could stop me loving you. ______________ "Oh God. Stop. Stop. Stop!" Julie Hargreaves screams as her car skids out of control toward the edge of the cliff. Sliding sideways along the wet icy road, her heart in her throat as her SUV skims dangerously close to the sheer drop. Closing her eyes she feels the back wheel of her c...
The big black dildo became a regular in our lovemaking. True to Carol's word, I never got to fuck her first. Most of the time, she wanted me to lick her first, making sure she was wet enough for her plastic "lover" to fuck her. With that big fat dong inside her pussy and my tongue flicking her clit, it never took her long to reach an orgasm, sometimes even t...
Thanks again for the comments and dirty messages! Keep them cumming! Also, if there's anyone out there near Michigan, be sure to get in touch. I'm always up to meeting new people! With that being said, here's the latest chapter in Alexis' journey to becoming a whore. * Thursday rolls around, and Mr. Hughes tells me to stay after class. As usual, he walk...
The beeping sound started so faint, but began to build in Christopher's ears. Rubbing the spot where Zita's hair had softly swept his skin, he realized he was alone in the bed. His eyes fluttered open and he instantly felt confused. He was staring at a white ceiling with a fire sprinkler jutting out on the corner. Jumping out of bed, he looked around to see...