Gary Mitchell was a man who enjoyed sex and was open to pretty much anything. But when his former teacher, Serena Johnson, suggested he bend over and take a strap-on up the ass during a threesome with her and his wife, Amina, he was less than enthusiastic...
Jack left Mrs. Brooks and her daughter to talk in private. Throughout his ride back home, he was thinking of how exactly he was about to prank Mr. Brooks. He arrived and found that it was empty. Jack lives with his step-mother, but on this particular week...
A few years ago, my wife found a cyst growing in the folds of her vagina lips that she was too afraid to go to the doctor for. It kept growing larger because she was too embarrassed to go and have it checked out. When I finally forced her to go to the doc...
Welcome back to my sexual autobiography! This poster asks, "What is the most bizarre request I have had during sex?" I've reworked this incident in my fictional stories already, hence the micro. It's in my "Fetish" genre story, and also my "Pep and Aina"...
After we left Isabella’s, I could have driven through a tornado and Cynthia would not have noticed. All she saw was her ring. She would look at it, hold it to her cheek, and sigh a little. “Baby, did you enjoy your dinner?” Cynthia looked at her ring. The...
As the night falls, and the moon shines bright, Two lovers connect in the dim moonlight. With fingers poised and hearts ablaze, They begin a game of desire's craze. A man and a woman, miles apart, Linked by technology, but one in heart. They text each oth...
I was sitting in the kitchen, drinking coffee. Samantha was around somewhere; she stayed over last night. It’s something she had only done a few times before. We had known each other for a while now; we were both regulars at the Getaway, a bar near work....
I crawled into his lap and extended my legs toward one end of the sofa. "I love to snuggle," I commented as I settled on his lap. We snuggled playfully for the next half hour, kissing, caressing, and teasing each other. I was comfortable being with him th...
After collecting the key card from the hotel's front desk, as Kevin, my fiancée, had told me to do. I took the elevator and went up with a light heart. I looked forward to an afternoon and evening of naughty fun with Kevin. Entering the room, I called out...
Ronnie hated queues. Wasting time just standing around irritated him and he was irritated now. The queue to board ship, get registered, and allocated accommodation reached along the quayside. There were three queue lines, depending on the class of accommo...
I’d been horny even before we’d gone out that night, and now, perched at the bar on my tall barstool alongside my husband, with the better part of two Long Island iced teas in me, my inhibitions were about as low as my arousal was high. Accordingly, when...
His massive erection leaves my throbbing, clenched asshole feeling sore, and my tight anal walls contract and relax in an attempt to return to their normal state as I remain bent over the desk. "Your ass is so tight, I almost couldn't get my dick out," th...
The dryness of my mouth was contrasted by the juices seeping through my thong. After a long time of insisting, I had accepted my first hotwife challenge from my husband. We had participated in the lifestyle as a couple, but I had been hesitant to do anyth...
The walk to the edge of town where the Snack Shack stood was both invigorating and relaxing, an odd mix where I felt comfortable and excited at the same time. We talked about the past year, and I gently probed about her experiences in college, hoping to h...
“It’s like I’m sliding sideways through time and space,” Quentin explained to Vivienne. “You might have seen that movie with Gwyneth Paltrow, or maybe, in this continuum, Renee Zellweger: Sliding Doors. Only for me, it’s all the time. The way I understand...
My soul forever etched the night we metthe two of us entwined as oneNaked in Mississippi moonlightto this day, the forefront of my thoughts One of those instants in time I would sell my soul to return I can clearly see the visionmy white and blemished ski...
Elizabeth Fleming told me some of this story in the years before she died, aged eighty, in 2010. The more graphic scenes are mine but the emotions and surrounding history are hers. She was my Great Aunt, great in so many ways for she was the third family...
ARIZONA 1851 Willie Mac was known for being unknown; an enigma of sorts. Some legends say Willie was spawned from the union of two mythical creatures yielding the stealthy quickness of a jackrabbit with a tongue as slick as a rattlesnake and just as venom...
