Exhibitionism(3)

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My Porn Show Girl Wife

It started as a dare on volunteer night , then became a permanent job. The standard tip was $500

 "Do you suppose that the girls and the guys, but the girls especially, have fun?" Ted asked me. "If they don't they should work somewhere else," I answered. "How about you, could you see yourself being one of them?" he wanted to know. "My upbringing will have me say 'I would die of shame and embarrassment'. But deep down, at the very bottom of my soul, lie some strange fantasies. And one...Read On

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JESSICA SURPRISES HERSELF

Jessica gets talked into a girl-girl show for hubblie's birthday by and with her new friend

The two women stood in the doorway between the kitchen and the living room, appraising each other. They had heard bits and pieces about each other here and there. Now they were face to face for the first time. Samantha at once felt at ease, she could feel Jessica's warmth and was sure that they could become close friends in a very short time despite what had transpired during the last...Read On

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Jessica and the Game

Jessica is lured onto the stage to strip and perform. She wins the game and the audience

I watched her closely as she stood at the front of the little stage looking out into the audience. The stage was less than eighteen inches higher than the small dance floor in front of it. There were no more than ten tables, each with two double wide comfortable chairs, that might even be classed as divans or love seats. All were occupied by couples, nestling down into the deep and...Read On

First Time(2)

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Svetlana, my Nemesis, my Love

Warning: No hot sex here, this is a love-hate-love story of two teenagers in Moscow, Russia

My heart was beating so hard that I was wondering if it was going to jump right out of my chest .This was the letter for which I had waited. It would tell me if I was accepted. I looked at the address again to make sure that it was addressed in my name, not my parent's. I didn't use our letter opener, I didn't have time for niceties, I simply ripped the envelope open and started to read....Read On

5

Thalia, the Muse of Comedy

Down four stories on a bed sheet rope? this must be real love

It was Friday evening. The antique grandfather clock in the dining room struck eleven and I was wide awake and much calmer than a few hours before. I finally had forced myself to put my anger into the background so I could think and plan my moves. Stay calm and collected I had said to myself over and over. I had already alerted Thalia to what had happened today and she had agreed to my...Read On

Group Sex(1)

4

The Scheme

How to get reluctant wives to swap partners

It was the perfect day for a swim in the backyard pool of penny and Paul Wilson. He and his wife Penny had just finished a few laps and were stretched out in their lawn chairs, taking a well deserved rest. They had challenged each other, and since both Paul and Penny were quite competitive, they were still breathing hard. Their relationship dated back to their High School days and they were...Read On

Lesbian(1)

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The Anniversary

this is our friend' true story. I embellished it a bit.

Life is not over at fifty. I know, because my wife is fifty-one, while I am a bit behind her at forty-nine. Want to know more about us? Read on. From what I hear and see we are not the average couple. We are still madly in love as we were when we had met over twenty years ago. Now it's only twice a week. The demands of our two businesses intervene, and I think my age is slowing me down a...Read On

Love Poems(1)

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No wedding needed

There are many marriages without a wedding, and many weddings without a marriage

Where were you before,, I wonder out loud? Do lovers like you drop down from a cloud? You changed what was lonesome and dreary To warmth and to love with flowers to cheer me The cold and the dark you changed into bliss With words of endearment and a promising kiss. Fulfilling the promise we joined the next May. You, made me a woman, took over my body that day.. I pledge, my dear husband,...Read On

Love Stories(3)

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The Wedding

Stella is sixteen, Eric thirty-two. The night before the wedding is special, so is the morning after

"Let's go for a walk," begged Eric. "It will be chilly soon, and then it's too late." He did not have to ask twice. Stella could not think of anything she liked better than walking in the park with Eric, except maybe listening to his deep, soothing voice.  A voice she could listen to forever and not get tired of it. As usual, he took her arm as they slowly made their way to their favorite...Read On

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Lura falls in Love

Don't read the end of the story first

My house is the last in the block, in fact, it is the last house of the street. Here the paving stops and the street turns into a dirt road. No wonder then that there is hardly any traffic. From here the dirt road runs along the wheat fields that start just east of my home. Standing in front of the mailbox one could see a mile toward the east, but only about five blocks toward the city....Read On

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DON'T WAIT TILL AFTER MIDNIGHT

birthday,sixteen,rape,cake,candles,librarian

This story should be so very easy to write. After all, I am a professional. I am a free lance contributor to a number of well respected magazines and there are only two main characters to the story. So this should be a piece of cake, right? I will start with myself. As I said, I write for a living, a precarious living at that. At my age of twenty eight I am still in excellent shape due to...Read On

Mature(3)

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My Judy Returns

You met them in 'Judy hires a Gigolo'. Huge difference in age, but in love nevertheless

"Ted, you got it wrong. Sure I feel for Judy, but I am not in love with that lady. Love feels different."  I think I have told him that at least three times, but he always came up with new arguments. "I don't care what you call it, infatuation, affection, fondness, or whatever; I say you are in love with this lady. I speak from experience, my friend." I guess he does have some experience....Read On

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TAMMY, THE HALF-VIRGIN

She blackmails her neighbor to perform a task he loves. Was it really blackmail? Was it?

It was eight thirty when my doorbell rang. As I opened the door and looked at the faces of my neighbors, it was obvious that they came for a change of scenery and maybe, some moral support. "Hi, sorry to barge in on you so late," apologized Isabel, but we just had to see you for a few minutes and talk to someone like you to refresh ourselves. We are worn to a frazzle." "You definitely need...Read On

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JUDY HIRES A GIGOLO

This contract I could not refuse, all the pussy I wanted, traveling the world with a beautiful lady

It was a different Judy I held in my arms. She was not the loving, sweet, and cuddly Judy tonight. She had changed to a voracious female animal that demanded to be possessed. There was a wildness about her that I had never experienced. I had felt it as she walked in the door. She didn't close it, she slammed it shut. She did not wait for me to embrace her and welcome her back from...Read On

Straight Sex(3)

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A Lady for a Night

My 24th story , alas also my last. Read the story and the author's note at the end

My two-room suite at the Grand Hotel was nicely appointed and comfortable. The only drawback was the lack of female company. I decided to look at what was available. The area where the ladies of the night are waiting for business was not too far away and I thought I would give it a try. Cruising slowly down the street I passed by many girls, but none attracted my attention. Maybe I am too...Read On

6

The Preacher's Wife

A minister's wife gets drunk at a party. Nude pictures arrive with blackmail demand for 15 thousand.

I had not expected the ship to be as huge as it was, dwarfing its surroundings. As I walked along the gangway I met him for the first time. I bumped into him when he turned to wave to someone on the pier. He bent down and picked up the purse I had dropped when we collided. There was a warm, friendly smile on his face as he apologized. He looked at me appraisingly, with a look in his eyes...Read On

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The Blackmailer and his Slave

A story about a reluctant blackmailer and his willing slave. He is in the dark even at the end

Sometimes I feel a bit claustrophobic in my small apartment. At those times I quiet my soul with a leisurely stroll through our park nearby. I might even be lucky and enjoy the occasional flaming sunsets from the top of the little hill where my view is not obstructed by trees. Tonight there had been such a colorful sunset. It had bathed everything around me in shades of pink, and of red, and...Read On

Supernatural(1)

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Lucy, the Butterfly

Lucy's mission: To investigate the strange mating nehavior of those Earthlings

Why does it take them so long, I wondered, sitting on the hard wooden bench. I had told them the truth, but they did not believe me. I could hardly believe it myself. And what a mess they made when they dug up the three young women we had so carefully dug into the flower bed behind the house. They had led me to their van through a crowd of curious onlookers. Then, sitting down in the police...Read On

Wife Lovers(9)

1

The French Lady

She showed me how the French faire l'amour

The day was fading slowly, yielding to the dark of the night. I watched out of the window as the world outside lost its color and the shapes and forms merged together as the darkness took over. There was no reason for me to still stand at the window, staring out into a black nothingness. There was absolutely nothing to see outside anymore. Maybe it was the rhythmic clicking of the rails...Read On

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The Hostess

Don't tell your neglected wife to rake several lovers, she might get a job as a hostess

I put the vodka bottle back into the cabinet. Then I picked up another olive for my martini before I placed the jar on the top shelf of the refrigerator. This was my third martini this evening and I was beginning to feel the alcohol. The TV show I had watched this evening had not helped my feeling of frustration. After the show I had taken stock of my situation again and found it had...Read On

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Prim and Proper

Two sisters get educated to become sluts for their husbands

I dislike riding the train. But this time I could save some time, which translated into spending more time with my wife Cora. I was certain she had arrived 30 minutes early. I spotted her at once. We had not seen each other for three days, which for us was  an eternity. Half of our friends called us the honeymooners, the other half referred to us as The Rabbits. I think they were envious of...Read On

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ATHENA IN THE PORN STUDIO

Hussband finds out that his wife is a porn film star, and then has the surprise of his life

Jealousy and suspicion are terrible diseases and I fervently hope that I am now cured. I know when the cure happened. I can tell you the exact date and even the time of day when I was cured. I remember it vividly. Telling my story makes me uncomfortable because it brings up memories I would rather leave buried. I don't like to hold up the faults in my character for everyone to see. But I...Read On

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THE PAINTED LADY

I video taped my neighbor so that her hubby could see his wife, the prostitute, walking the street

When she emerged from the shadowy side street to Wilson Blvd.,  she hesitated for a split second, before continuing to he corner, where she turned right and leisurely sauntered past the drugstore entrance. Once past the doors she shopped and took up her position next to the doors, leaning against the building. She did not smile at the men as they walked past her, but she made a one second...Read On

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MOTHER AND DAUGHTER

Destitute mother turns call girl ffor a generous pimp. Daughter is apalled, but then helps mom

The coffee at this restaurant was said to be good, and it might be for someone used to the usual American coffee. I am from Europe, and I am used to GOOD coffee. My favorite is Mocha Java, the coffee I brew at home. Most visitors gladly accept the mini carafe of hot water I serve them with their cup of coffee so they can dilute the taste and the color. But Freddie and I were not here for...Read On

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Back Stage

He made her the company whore, but the girl and his wife comspired back stage

John Walker was not a small man but he was almost dwarfed by the company's CEO. John always had a little squeamish feeling when he talked with Mr. Offenbach. As a fairly tall man himself he was not used to look up to someone else's eyes and therefore he was always slightly irked by the fact that he had to do so when he had to talk to Offenbach while standing. Jim Offenbach skillfully...Read On

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JESSICA RETURNS FROM EUROPE

Call girl Jessica and her pimp/boyfriend return to hubby who had been well taken care of

The man and the young woman were holding hands as they were leisurely walking to the baggage claim area. Many eyes followed them, which was understandable. The man was tall and wide shouldered with just a hint of a distant black relative in his face. Most people would assume him to be about 45 years old, and they would be just one year off. His name was George. The lady at his side...Read On

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JESSICA DOES TRICKS

Wife turns call girl. Hubby finds out, befriends her black pimp and plays a game with both

I knew the female's voice. I was absolutely certain. But somehow I could not believe what my ears told me; all she had said was 'Here is four hundred'. That was enough to tell me who spoke the words. What was my wife doing here? She was supposed to be at a hen party tonight and this was not a hen party. This was the Grand Hotel where most of the conventions took place. The man's voice I was...Read On