Oh my God! Jim thought to himself, the last few weeks have been very grueling. It wasn't just the 15-hour work days, it was also the non-stop traveling. Having just arrived home from yet another trip, Jim felt the grime of the day's travel sticking to his body. On top of that, he had seen his wife Susan for only a few minutes here and there. Walking silently into his room, Susan was sound asleep and nestled under the shee...

What would it be like to touch you? To pull you close and hold you? The desire makes my heart burn. Yet, I can not. What would it be like to feel your breath upon my cheek? To hear you breathe, the whisper of your sighs? The thought of this excites me. Yet, I can not. What would it be like to undress you? To expose your breasts to the light? To feel the soft skin, the firmness? To touch them with my lips? My palms sweat w...

I look at you, I feel so strong; how could my lust, be so wrong? I see you move, right close to me; I want to melt, when you dance and swing. you come to me, I stretch my arms; I feel your body, oh so warm. I feel your breasts, press into me; your blue eyes shine, and me they see. I feel your lips, upon my neck; I shudder, but, my passion’s checked. come to me, I pull you near; for you I lust, my lovely dear. I feel your...

Gage Malone sat silently in the dark corner, surveying the dimly lit tables. People seemed to disappear and reappear in and out of the brighter lights of the hall. The only clue to his existence was the occasional orange glow from the Cuban cigar. Each pull momentarily bit his tongue before it was caressed with the salty-sweetness from the ground tobacco. The spicy smoke curled beneath his nose, tantalizing his senses, be...

The first part of this story is true and happened a few months ago with my now-ex. The second part is what I hoped would have happened. Fact: We got to the swingers’ club fairly early in the night. There were a few couples and quite a few single males. There were 2 women dancing on a stage, with a guy in a thong. Being one for attention, she wanted to join them on stage, and did. However, they were not interested so we mo...

My heart breaks; my heart hurts, How much more of this can I take? On the praecipe I sit; watching, waiting for the wind to catch me Take me over, throw me around, bash me to the cliffs. End my suffering; my heart ache; my pain. Free me from the emotions, the hate, and the loss. Though I will not seek death, should it appear on my doorstep, I will submit to it, like a good slave, and go willingly For after all, do we not...

A few years ago, a friend of mine wanted to have a mfm, including dp. I told her I would set it up for her. To give a visual, Janice is 5'4". She has a very large butt as well as large breasts. She defines "bbw". She has both pierced nipples and a hood ring. Despite 2 kids, she has a very tight pussy. Sexually, there is pretty much nothing that she will not try (except for bi - she dislikes that whether its m/m or f/f). S...

Gillian and I were lovers years ago, albeit briefly. Because of a variety of situations, we were never able to fully consumate our lust for each other, that is until last May 10, 2003. In the meantime, we did, however, remain friends. I wrote this in 2003, shortly after this happened.As I sit here and write this, Gillian has now left my life. I look at the pictures over my desk, and one in particular stands out. In the ed...

The Promise (of your blossoming)   to see you explore, learn, excite yourself to open your horizons, to see you feel those things kept inside your hidden desires your deepest thoughts when you are alone in the dark in the night that only you know to see you experience those things to feel to taste to hear the sighs to feel your breath upon my cheek deep in the night when your desires take over when you let me in exploring...

Gillian had been my best friend almost since I had known her. When we met, I was dating her best friend, Diane. Diane had confided in me early on that she wanted to have sex with another woman. We were fortunate enough to achieve that goal, several times. I was luckyenough to be present every time.A few months after Diane had her first f/f experience, she began to talk about Gillian. She had just separated from her husban...