Almost a year had past since Beth and I returned from Jamaica. We had talked about our adventure in Runaway Bay several times and the subsequent sex was unbelievable, but we had not attempted to add another person to our relationship. Eventually we found that the internet was a great way to indulge our fantasies. We found many sites that were devoted to swinging and wife sharing. We loved browsing the ads and reading the profiles. I was the first to suggest that we take it a little further. I suggested that we place an ad and see what kind of attention we could generate. We decided to join and place an ad on Swappernet. Beth was nervous about being recognized, but as we browsed the ads she realized that it was easy to conceal ones identity. The act of ... Read More»

0o0o0o0o0o0 "It's not stalking, it's not stalking, it's not stalking." This was the mantra that Greg was repeating to himself as he paced on the street outside Tori's apartment building. He had made the decision to pursue her, to actively stake his claim on her rather than just sitting back and waiting for her to come to him. No one could deny the chemistry they had with one another, the previous night had demonstrated this. But then Greg also had to take into account that she had been damaged from her previous let down. If he was honest, he hoped that this really was her reason for leaving and not because he was a lousy lay. He hoped that if she took the time to see him again, he could show her that not all men were like that, and that although he ... Read More»

I guess that I should start by giving everybody some information about Melanie and myself. You will all have to excuse my writing abilities as I have never written anything like this due to the fact that I have never had such a story to tell and probably lack the imagination to make up such a story. I am a 42yo professional of very average looks. Melanie, my wife, is a 36yo mother to our 2 children who are aged 16 & 13yo. We live in an outer suburb of London. Mel has always been a good looker and walks everyday as well as spending hours on one of those Television Shopping Abdominal contraptions! Her very short bleached hair and 34b-23-34 figure combine to make her the talk of the local residents that she passes on her daily walks. This story begins with ... Read More»

The two of them drove in uneasy silence until Frank offered sullenly, “I don’t see why you keeping seeing this guy!” “Don’t you realize how degrading it is for me?” “I’m sorry,” Dana replied, “but you know it can’t be helped, and by the way, today Jack wants you to watch.” “What!?!” her husband of fifteen years yelped indignantly. “I certainly will not!!!” “That’s up to you of course,” she answered evenly, “but he said if you didn’t show up he was gonna drop in at your office and beat the crap out of you.” Frank let that sink in as he parked the car in front of a nondescript brownstone two flat on a quiet side street on Chicago’s Near North Side. Dana opened the passenger side door, and before alighting from the vehicle turned to her husband and asked, “Well, are ... Read More»

Before I start, I should tell you a little of my world, to save on some heavy handed, dialogue based exposition later. It was a time of peace. The Mage Wars were over and magic was all but extinguished, though the cost had been great. Many lives were lost and Council of Kings could no longer afford to support it's own armies. Soldiers, men like me, who had given our all to the conflict, were the hardest hit. We were not paid. There wasn't enough coin in all the treasuries of the world to cover our back pay, so we were simply discharged, with the thanks of the council, and left to our own business. I had a choice the day orders came through our unit was to be disbanded, remain in the city, looking for work as a hired sword, guarding caravans from my former ... Read More»

Eldora walked into her office and had a smile on her face all day. Her husband and children could not believe how good a mood she was in that night. Jamie, meanwhile, sat in his car for a few minutes. It was now just after one. He could go home and do some work. Or he could swing by Nita's house. Maybe her husband and parents won't be home and he could give her that visit he had been promising her. He could be there in 10 minutes. Going home and being loyal to his wife, unfortunately, was not an option for the sex addict. Off he went to Nita's. If that was a no-go, he could still get home by shortly after two and do some work. He parked on the road and knocked on Nita's door. She opened the door and broke into a big smile, her pussy immediately ... Read More»

All Good Things After lying together on the floor for at least an hour, Jason realized that Nigha had dozed off in his arms. He smiled and kissed her on the forehead and made his way to his feet. He leaned over to pull his pants up, and when he stood again, he noticed something on the kitchen counter. He walked over to get a closer look and smiled at what he saw. She'd indeed thought of everything except the fact that they'd barely get 5 feet into the door when they returned from dinner and dancing. On the counter sat a Chocolate-cream cheese frosted cake with "Happy Thirtieth Jason" written across it. All birthdays before and surely after would pale in comparison to the big 3-0. Unable to resist, he swiped his finger across the frosting and ... Read More»

Nine year old Louise Wellington stood arms crossed and kicking the dirt as pudgy faced Timothy Cades high fived an equally pudgy faced Allen Lowell. Allen waddled over after being picked for kickball before her, again. Louise felt like crying but of course she wouldn't, had she done so she would lose all hopes of not being picked last. The numbers of eager faced children dwindled as more individuals were dissevered between the two opposing teams. The players within the two groups mimicked the usual pattern excluding a few swaps and replacements. "Today is the day, I can feel it!" Louise turned to look behind her, running her tongue over the empty space in her gums that once held a back molar, "Please, please, please." Fingers crossed and ... Read More»

You climb into bed next to me trembling in anticipation and glide into my arms. I hold you until your shivering stops. My hands slide up and down your spine pressing you close and I feel your warmth. I lean in and kiss your cheek, then your lips. You kiss me back, hard and passionately. I can feel the stiffness of your breasts press into my chest as I hold you tighter. I suck on your lower lip pulling it into my mouth, then on your upper lip. You suck my lower lip into your mouth and drag your teeth across it as you release it. Our fevered kissing goes on like this for a few more moments. I kiss your cheeks, your nose, and your forehead. I move lower and I kiss your slender neck up and down, kissing and licking, dragging my teeth across your skin. Your arms ... Read More»

One day a week CJ works at a remote office for half a day. As she was walking out the door for the day, she noticed she had a text message from Jamal. He wanted to meet her for lunch to go over the meeting with Dr Dulcet scheduled for the next day to purchase a new piece of equipment for their office. He invited her to meet him in the hotel lounge for a drink before lunch. Jamal was sitting at the bar talking with the bartender as she walked into the lounge. He said something to the bartender and they watched CJ walked over. The bartender was smiling as CJ slide up on the stool next to Jamal. She cheerfully greeted Jamal and lightly took the hand of the bartender as Jamal introduced her. Jamal ordered a scotch on the rocks for CJ and she raised her eyebrows ... Read More»

A lot like a woman does, the city loses her ordinariness at night, and slips on her lights like a pretty evening dress. I love to put on my city lights. I slipped on a long red sequined halter dress with a high slit. Stepped into red leather high heeled sandals. Sprayed a few puffs of perfume on my neck, felt the wet spots turn warm. Felt the silky caress of red diamond-shine lip gloss as I applied it, bringing out my full pouty lips. A pair of diamond-stud earrings completed my look. My red dress went perfectly with my smooth milk chocolate-brown skin. It clung to my slinky, curvy build, and brought out my long lines. My blue eye shadow brought out my deep black eyes. My nails, disappointingly short, I left unpolished. My long straight black hair, which ... Read More»

That day, I sat at my computer, trying to think of the next chapter of my novel. I'd been working on the same chapter for about a week, stuck on the fate of a character I had brought close to death in the chapter before. It worked for the plot, but I was stuck with the question of whether to let the character die or have her survive the fall. Both seemed logical, but how would it affect the path of the story? Would I lose the audience? I only had a month to finish the novel according to my contract as it was. Then my publisher would start knocking on my door. My thoughts were interrupted by a knock on my apartment door. Was my publisher here already? No, I remembered. I had called the maintenance line about a leak under my kitchen sink. That was probably them. ... Read More»

I had always suspected my wife Brooke wanted to fuck a huge black cock or two, and to be honest the thought made me very horny. I have a fairly large dick, about eight and a half inches and thick, but she always seemed not quite filled. We had a few large dildos that she liked to use, and would really get into fucking them when we did. Her largest one was a replica of Lexington Steel’s cock, which was 11 inches long and 6 inches around! Brooke would squirt across the room when she fucked that cock. So one day when she was at work I called a male escort service and ordered 2 very well hung black guys for her. They were going to arrive around 4 and Brooke got home around 5. I got the camcorder and set it up on a tripod so I could film my wife getting railed. The ... Read More»

--------------------------------------- Terri Hunter rang the doorbell of the large house and waited for the owner to open the door. The house was massive, with columns that seemed to rise into the heavens and a yard that stretched farther than Terri could see. Terri felt slightly embarrassed, as she always did when she was delivering pizza to areas that were obviously upper class. Terri had taken the delivery job in order to supplement the income that she was getting from working at the college library and at the small coffee shop on campus. Although it was enough to pay her tuition, rent, and bills, there wasn't much extra after those were paid. But, that was ok. Working as much as she did, Terri didn't have time to go out because all her spare time was ... Read More»

"No panties." She had read the text message more than fifty times, and each time it sent the same thrilling shiver down her spine. He was so demanding, so controlling, and such a total asshole. But then again, so was she. As she finished typing the last paragraph for her Abnormal Psych paper, her brown eyes drifted back to her cell phone, which was lying on her bed. The flashing lights on the slim black model informed her she had a text. She rose from her computer chair, sliding silently across the wooden floor in socked feet as she picked up the phone. Flipping it open, she smirked at the message. "15 minutes—that pussy is mine." Her fingers flew over the keypad, anxious to type her reply: "Hard for me?" After ... Read More»