As in the previous chapters, this is a world without STDs. This story contains a married woman exploring how men respent her married status. No one is under 18.”OK, so you’re still ok with having more men hit on me?” Shelly asked.Doug shook his head, “Changed my mind. Fuck! Where the hell did you find
Chapter II walk into the bar and look around. It’s louder than I expected. Many of my friends had told me this was the place to come to pick up a woman. It quickly became apparent that this was a meat market. Everyone clearly had roaming eyes filled with lust and dressed to kill. I
Arranging a special treat for my husband’s birthday was surprisingly easy. I’d always known he liked my friend, Diane. What surprised me was how easily Diane agreed to it. It shouldn’t have. My husband, Conner, is extremely fanciful, and Diane had been single for almost a year and, in her own words, was “constantly gagging
Living the Dream in Mexico pt. 8Disclaimer time: No one having sex is under 18. My happy little world does not have STD’s, COVID (not much of a thing anymore, thank whatever deity that floats your boat), but we ain’t got none of that here.Brian sat at the table in the dining room trying to
This is a mostly true story. It is also my first. Enjoy.*The day of my best friend’s wedding was rapidly approaching and as his best man I was charged with making the arrangements for his bachelor party. Parts of it were easy. I made reservations at a restaurant for an early dinner, got a large
A few months back I submitted a short vignette with the same title as part of the 750 word story challenge. I kept thinking about what came before and after so finally decided to put pen to paper, or rather fingers to keyboard, to top and tail that. Enjoy.——————————————————————————–“Yeah, but fantasies can get as wild
A new train travel experience.All characters are over the age of 18.A pure fantasy of what might be possible with the use of suggestion and increases in certain bodily chemicals.Yes this is a flight of fantasy and the correct procedure in the situations might not be correct but it is a story not fact.**** ****
For one as unaccustomed to partying as myself, the wild and energetic lifestyle can wear heavily over time. Francie and I had been partying long, strong and hard for the post few months and it was starting to lose its appeal.Not to mention the fact that it was starting to get expensive.So we decided to
So, you’ve heard my husbands point of view on our sexy threesum; but want the woman’s point of view?Hi, I’m Lydia. My best friend Lexie and I have been friends for MANY years, over half our lives to be exact.We are the same person and I mean that wholeheartedly, we even have got mistaken for
Addie was a certified star in the advertising world. She was aggressive in signing up clients and in promoting their products or causes. Her creativity was superb. She was the youngest person ever made a partner in her firm and had reached the point where she could select her accounts.She was also the most beautiful
“Oh fuck,” Jamal Monroe said, and the big and tall Jamaican-Canadian man groaned deeply as he got fucked in the ass. The person doing the fucking is none other than Jamal’s good friend Zainab Osman. The six-foot-tall, slender and brown-skinned, big-booty Somali Muslim woman is doing her thing. A few days ago, when Jamal Monroe
Chapter 6: Birthday SurpriseWe got up early Saturday because we had a 12:00 flight. We got to the airport and while standing in line to get our tickets I asked Ursula, “Would you mind if Sharon and I borrow Jason for this trip.”She looked at me questioningly and said, ‘I guess not why?”I told her
All characters are above the age of 18 unless otherwise specified.*********Long distance sucked.Dylan hated it.She had never gone more than three weeks without seeing her boyfriend Ethan before, and it had now been over three months.They’d been together since eighth grade, knew each other backwards and forwards, worked perfectly together, won “best couple” senior superlative.Five
I looked out the airplane window and saw the McCarran airport at Las Vegas fast approaching. We were going to attend the International Swingers Convention there.Bianca, my wife, sitting next to me, was stunning in her micro-skirt and semi-sheer blouse beneath a more formal white blazer.”You know,” she told me, “when I got dressed this
‘And she’ll be naked?”Yep.”And we can, like, fuck her?”Wearing protection, yeah.”You’re definitely OK with this?”Definitely.’He wasn’t just OK with it, he wanted it. Ever since he and Bea had drunkenly and half-jokingly formulated the idea he’d started fantasising about it. Him, his four closest friends, and his girlfriend.’But if we don’t win, you don’t get
This is a conversation between a man and woman, fantasizing about their upcoming tryst. The story teller switches between the two of them in alternate paragraphs.Kissing her, while caressing one breast, and caressing her clit with the other. You are watching from the distance. We go for a swim and come out of the water
I first met Stacy in my first year of college. We hit it off right away and the most amazing thing about our relationship was how comfortable we were with one another. There was nothing we could not talk about.We are both very open minded and adventurous and share a lot of the same beliefs
Please note I am not a native English speaker. All feedback will be much appreciate.Please note this is just a fantasy. If the following topics trigger you, or you dislike them, please select a different story to read, this might not be for you:Group Sex, male on male, anal, anal creampie, plugs, Dominance, light degradation
Gym BuddiesI have been going to the local gym for a few weeks now but hadn’t really got to know anyone. I had noticed one guy with a chiselled stubbly face and a ripped body. Occasionally, we made eye contact across the gym but barely raised a smile. He liked to wear tight blue track
“Go after him, Janet,” Helen said, her eyes blazing with anger. “What the hell!” She flipped the back of her hand, shooing Janet away. “Go after your fucking husband.”Janet’s eyes widened. She shook her head, quickly. “I can’t. After what I…” She looked up at me as if pleading, her eyes welling up with tears.