The following story is a work of fiction and does not depict any actual persons or events. Any likeness to individuals or events is purely coincidental. All parties engaging in sexual activity are of legal age of 18 and consenting adults. This is for entertainment purposes and is not an avocation for the actions contained herein. Thanks to Master Jim for sug...
WARNING: Taking wine enemas can kill you. A straight wine enema could cause alcohol poisoning. ------------------------------------------ I had met Polly Forbes at a surprise birthday party. We had been dating off and on for two years. I was way out of her class,but she seemed to like me anyway. Polly had taken me to her tailor and had him make a custom...
Beth Atkins ran her hands over the leather of her new desk chair as she swiveled it. No longer was she in a cubicle but now in a private office with translucent walls that went from floor to ceiling. This was the office that her former boss Carl Snodgrass had occupied until he had degraded and ravished one too many underlings. Namely, herself. This time Per...
J. Boase © 2003 The Room has an intensely erotic atmosphere. Unmistakably, irresistibly, it envelops you in sexual persuasion. It is rectangular and roomy, a door at one end, a bay window at the other with curtains that allow you to vary the light. It has a polished wooden floor, ideal for dancing in stockinged feet. It has a fireplace, ornate but unused,...
The next night I went to her home again and stood by the sliding glass door. The curtain was closed and only a small gap gave me a view into her bedroom. I opened the door again with my tools and pulled the curtain open a little more. She wouldn't notice it would she? I was sure it would be OK. Standing there in the middle of the bedroom I could hear the w...
Clyde's Story Clyde made himself useful and poured the wine all around. "Hmmm — good stuff," Erik licked his lips. "Did you make this?" Clyde nodded. "Cab franc, I love it. My favorite varietal. And not bitchy like Pinot." "So Pinot's bitchy, huh?" Beatrice looked at her glass and then at Clyde. "I suppose all the grapes have personalities..." "Absolute...
I had met her at the help desk of a local bookstore and had felt the connection immediately. She was a cute Latina, with gorgeous eyes and great energy. She was about 5' tall (I later learned that she was 4'10") and had a petite yet curvy build. Her full C-cup breasts seemed more like DDs on her small frame. After answering my questions, she volunteered to...
The sheets in this hotel bed feel great on my skin. The air is still, everything in the room is quiet, all I can hear the rhythmic breathing of my spent, and sleeping husband next to me. It was a fun and relaxing night. Our "sneak away night", at a hotel just a few miles from home. We show up here occasionally, sometimes just for a few hours, other times we...
"Romance," Betty whispered to herself, was more than simply candlelight, wine and a soft kiss, so much more. Sure the bottle of wine she had chilling in the cooler would help the mood and the candles she'd light at just the right time would add to the ambiance but for all of this it was the preparation that Betty lived for. She started almost immediately af...
Disclaimer: This is a fantasy. No one in their right mind should participate in the activities the characters in this story do. If you don't like cuckold stories don't read it. Chapter 2 It goes on, Second Date. "Things got back to normal. We usually see Mark at least every other week, what with the every other Sunday golf date. About once a month, we go...