It was a typical mid-summer Saturday afternoon. A longtime friend, Mike, had invited me to stop over that evening to hang out. Mike’s house was about a ninety-minute drive away and it was inferred that there would be quite a bit of drinking involved, so I...
I snuck out of the party to call my husband and tease him about how horny the strippers were making me. He laughed, telling me to "go for it", knowing I wouldn't, that the guys were likely off-limits. He was shocked when he got the video of me sucking the...
Matthew Turnback was a man who, all things considered, should have loved the life he lived. He was still young - in his mid-twenties - and making great money off of his chosen career path while living happily married to a woman he had fallen for since the...
01 Yes, a lot of people would call me a bad person. But define bad. I am fifty-two, a straight female with a broad range of fantasies and strategies to make those fantasies become realities. This is the first time I've put them down in writing, I'm sure t...
Kane and I had disembarked the train and were now sitting on a bus en route to his house for more. I was dripping with anticipation but didn’t let it show as we casually conversed as though nothing had happened. Any feelings of guilt for now sticking to m...
Saturday morning, the young couple sleeps in. Mike brews a pot of coffee and brings Lynn a cup. “Thank you sweetie.” Her husband says, “This has been some week.” “I know. I got it every day.” Every day! Who did she fuck on Monday? He takes a sip of coffee...
The Divas, that's what they called themselves, were back at the Student Union Monday after classes discussing their weekend. Claire was nineteen, soon to be twenty and a junior as was Kimberly. Dotty was a sophomore. She had just turned nineteen. All thre...
