Ginger Davis, watching her husband Tom climb out of the swimming pool, wondered for the hundredth time how such an exciting-looking, sexy guy could be such a dud in bed. It just wasn’t fair to be married to a man who turned her on like crazy and then failed her when they fucked. “What are
It often comes a complete surprise to find that people are not always exactly what they seem to be. The quiet librarian who secretly waits for the moment when she can loosen her passions on an unsuspecting patron. The nurse who is ready to take on any of her patients, male or female, who think
THE SWAP CLUB (Author Unknown) CHAPTER ONE “Another drink, Jimmy?” “Yeah, okay, Jerry,” I said. I walked with Jerry over to the bar, where he refilled my glass. We took our glasses out to his back deck and settled down to watch the sun set. Debby and I had gotten to Jerry and Carol’s a
The sound of laughing assails Stacy’s ears. “C’mon lady,” the black guy in the backseat calls out “just get your hot ass into the car and we’ll take care of you. Ain’t no way you need to be walking around this neighborhood looking like that.” With a resigned sigh that only served to emphasize her
In the heart of New Orleans, during the vibrant springtime, the French Quarter was alive with the rhythm of jazz and the scent of jambalaya. Among the bustling crowds, a vivacious woman named Isabella caught the eye of a charming man named Henri. Isabella was a voluptuous beauty, her curvy figure accentuated by her tight,
(His side of the story) Stepping out of the shower, picking up your still quivering and dripping body I move you to the bedroom. Looking around, the only flat surface is the bed, “I guess that will have to do,” giving you that lustful gaze. Just the moon shows through the curtains. ” I believe
The days since I discovered IQ, without exception, have been the best – particularly in terms of sheer debauchery. In all my previous relations, I felt compelled to restrain my less honorable tendencies. With IQ, I am shocked more often than shocking. She tasks me. The path which has led me into her lusty embrace
I never gave any particular thought to gay or bisexual activities since I was very happily married for two years to a wonderful woman. Prior to that, I had been in the Navy and had also graduated from college where all types of sexual encounters had come to my attention; but I had never taken
Louise definietly enjoyed sex with all the girls, and certainly enjoyed fucking me. The month of June went by quickly. I never kept score, but Louise was always sure to tell me if she had sex with them when I was not around. She did not go into detail, she would just say, Jennie and
The Circle was a group of women who shared the same two interests. The first was each other and the second was dominance and submission. Kathleen Monahan was Mistress of the Circle and its most dominant member. Kathleen, tall elegant, and a somewhat mysterious woman with flame red hair, green eyes and ivory white skin.
I work in a field that’s dominated by women, and so the vast majority of my coworkers are members of the fairer sex. What that means precisely for this married man is that I have a lot of fodder for my spank bank. There hasn’t been a single female coworker, young or middle-aged, crippled or
Thump! Pop! My car jerked forward in the dim morning light. I had almost made it to work in the wet snow, avoiding spinouts and poor visibility for my 10 mile commute on the freeway. I was feeling pretty satisfied and pleased with how well my car handled the weather as I slowed to enter
I’m a cab driver. I’m not something else, driving cabs while I wait for my ‘big break’ at whatever it is that I claim is my ‘real’ job. MY ‘real job’ is driving a hack. I’ve been doing it for a long time, and I’ve had some pretty wild experiences. This is one of them.
I trudged up the walk, my feet slipping and sliding on the slush. Snow had fallen this morning. I remembered waking to it, so crisp and clean. So beautiful. The whole world seemed hushed by its gentle blanket. Eight hours later, though, and it had transformed into a sodden mess. “The way of all things,”
My name is John. For the past year I’ve worked in the office of a small wholesale company. Since the warehouse is right next to the office the warehouse workers are always going back and forth past my desk. This is how I met Dwayne. Dwayne is a tall, broad shouldered black man. He’s been