Where it really began was Jim's visits to Jane's mother's house. Mrs. Riemer became Victoria who became, when they became intimate, just Vic. Jim loved saying Vic. Strangely, even after he and Jane had broken up, he continued to call Jane's house once a week to chat with her mother. It was less about missing Jane as it was about enjoying this older woman's...
CHAPTER SEVEN I don't know what time it was, but the sounds of people eating had died away and now there were sounds of people talking and laughing and I could also hear someone in a louder voice explaining how their blindfolds were not only the most beautiful but also were guaranteed to keep someone from seeing anything. In other words, except for the fact...
My wife and I have had several wonderful experiences over the years both together and separate. This is one of her experiences she told me of that still gets me going I only wish I was there in person. Several years back both me and my wife decided to open our marriage up. Partly because she met someone at the library she worked at and partly because our ma...
Marcie had always strived to be a dutiful wife, even to the extent of following some of her husband's most outlandish wishes. Her husband, Bill, always wanted her to dress in the sheerest tops and shortest skirts she could find and he enjoyed the hoots and hollers from the men in a club when Marcie would stride in wearing a slutty outfit. One particular...
Author's note: This is a part of an ongoing story. It is best read after reading the earlier chapters to put everything in context. This chapter, too, is part of the buildup to the rest of the novel. ***** Suzie and I talked over dinner about Julie's and her lunch date. Suzie and her best friend Julie had met for lunch as they did every Wednesday. Recent...
Hi all, this is my first attempt at story. If it's well received I'll get to work on the next bit. My English is not so good so please best with the spelling and grammar. Hope you enjoy it. Any feed back is welcome! Death is a funny thing. I didn't know the man who just died but he had married my mother after I had left home. I had fallen out with my mothe...
Warning This is a story about my own kind of Futanari. Futanari is a Japanese word meaning hermaphrodite, but over the ages in Japan it has had other meanings too, just as how in western society today it can mean a few different things. My story holds true to the hermaphrodite meaning and the futanari in this story all have a pussy and a cock. They all see...
This story is being written by Jackie as a narrative of her progression from sexually inactive, to widower, to sexual active, to millionaire. Edited by DRGRIFFIN The Weekend before the Grand Opening I walked over to Shannon's Saturday morning to have breakfast and ride with her to Anna's. "I saw you and Edward walk out last night so I know your plan wo...
I got married in my early twenties and that is when I started to have this fascination with watching guys ogle over my wife. I knew my wife was very attractive, sexy and pretty but I didn't realize how much I enjoyed watching other guys lust over her until I started noticing how much attention she got everywhere we went. I really started to look forward to s...
This story is being written by Jackie as a narrative of her going from sexually inactive, to widower, to sexually active, to millionaire. Many of the characters are older so keep that in mind before reading. Also Edward dominants female employees which you may find objectionable. Edited by DRGRIFFIN ***** Introduction Hi, my name is Jackie. I am now a 5...