LET’S PLAY A LITTLE GAME”Selective Treasures,” I read out-loud as I looked at the sign. “What an unusual name for a thrift store.””It might be worth looking in,” my wife Amy helpfully suggested as we hovered undecided outside. The two of us had decided to venture out for the day and had happened across a
At just 21, I regularly assess the good and the bad in being raised as the only male in a house full of females. But has being brought up amongst so many dominant women played a part in me becoming a shy, cautious non-adventurous person through my late teenage years? We do have a male
Saturday night, we had a dance party.My eighteen-year-old sister wore a low-cut dress, showing off her bulging boobs, and sexy stockings with lines in the back… Lines that went all the way up to the candy store.Tabby drank wine and danced with all my buddies.Wiggling her tits, flashing her thighs as she gyrated to the
Shit, shit, shit.Ian had got caught breaking a cardinal rule: Don’t fuck a buddy’s family member behind their back.In fairness, everyone knows Bill’s mom and dad have an open marriage. And Mrs. Cornwall had invited Ian to come and play with her in so many words. Ian had to assume she knew it would be
Hi, it’s Tom. You don’t have to respond. I gave my presentation last month.We have a much larger turnout than usual tonight. We have a mystery guest speaker, someone who is not a member of the group. I’ve helped Dave set up a screen in the front of the room. It’s not a movie screen
My wife died about 15 years ago, leaving me a 41-year-old man with a sizeable insurance settlement and a 12-year-old daughter. The money was enough for me to be comfortable, and for work to be an option, not a necessity.Jenny was a childhood friend of my daughters. As they grew up, Jenny grew to be
My cousin Jo and I, Part 13As we are walking. I’m telling Jo how much I care for her. That I don’tthink I can bear the thought of her leaving when summer is over. Hell, I’dstill be a virgin if not for her. Jo looks at me smiles stops walking. Thensays “Oh I don’t think
(Author’s note: This story feels relatively tame. However, I It is the first of a series that will include Bondage, Flogging, CNC, Public Sex, Water-sports, Group Sex, as well as Gay and Lesbian sex. If these things are not your cup of tea consider yourself warned.)Europe is a crazy place. Or at least, Americans letting
Chapter 3: BeckyI made it back to the house first. Will had the music going, and he was settled in the recliner drinking a beer. When Jeannie and the girls came in I noticed how they looked at me: Jeannie smiled, Becky looked at me wide-eyed then looked away, and Elle avoided looking in my
Many, many years ago I made an appointment with a counsellor to attempt to understand myself and live a more fulfilling life. One of the first things she asked me to do was to write a sexual fantasy for her, which I did. I sent it to her as requested so she’d have time to
I lean back into the lounge chair and luxuriate in the warmth of the sun on my skin. The late morning light dapples the pool in front of me, and low mountains rise in the distance. My husband and I are at this resort for the rest of the week, taking a well-deserved respite from
This is the second chapter of the Peppermint story; however, it is set before the events described in the first chapter. I therefore suggest that it may be beneficial to read that chapter.As I drove home in the hours that followed our session I had plenty of time to think. Firstly, of course, of my
Mom has alot of beautiful friends and Barbra’s just one of them My mom has this really hot friend named Barbra, she’s in her 30’s with 3DD boobs, brown hair and eyes and an amazing round ass. I’ve had a crush on her for a long time. My name is Sam and I’m 13, I’m
Part 13: IncestChapter 30: Incest – Christmas with the Morgans. Karen comes home.When I woke up, Mom was awake next to me. I asked, “How long did we sleep?””Not too long. It’s a little after four.”Then I noticed what had awakened me. Mom was face down with her ass in the air and her body
I spent five years working abroad, and after such a long time away I expected there to be a period of time where everyone adjusted to my return. It had been a while since I had even had the opportunity to spend time with my husband and daughters. I’d called and video chatted often, and
Authors Note:I am trying something new this is one of five stories written from the same prompt but with different characters to explore how a story changes when you change the characters. I’d love your feedback on the concept as I have future stories in mind I would like to try with the same concept
Ch 31: BiscuitMy tongue continued to move frantically on my cousin’s soft soles and I was so busy with that work that I could not follow well the conversation between my two Mistresses who kept giggling. At that moment my mind was so foggy that I could not think of anything and the only things
Kate and Carrie owned a town house in one of the suburbs a couple of miles from their office. It was one of a block of five, a narrow structure on three floors built on the side of a hill. From the road, the driveway dipped down to the double garage, with a laundry room
It Was Never A Waste Of TimeA sequel to ‘Wasted By Love’ and ‘Moments Not To Be Wasted’Mabel’s text message, sent in the middle of their working day, was to the point and certainly caught him off guard. As the team was taking a break from the concreting work, they had stopped for a brew
I woke up the next morning to the sound of yelling coming from the living room. I slipped out of bed, grabbed my shirt and shorts from the floor where I had dropped them and slipped them back on. I exited the room and lucky for me, due to the way the house is set