"Samantha buys a skirt that leads to a whole new way of life."
This isn't a confession as such and it's not a diary entry as I have never kept a diary in my life; it is just the sordid story of how my life changed in a week.It started with me doing...
"I never thought about sex machines until my husband showed me the videos."
One night not long ago, I walked into my husband’s den and saw him jacking off in front of his computer. I smiled to myself from catching him with his pants down and said, “Whatever you are looking at must...
"Everyone finally shows up, and Sherry takes the initiative and gets the ball rolling."
I awoke the next morning snuggled to Richard’s side. The room and the bed smelled strongly of sex, which might be unpleasant or off-putting in a different situation, but remembering why it smelled that way, and my naked skin against...
"My neighbor is watching as I get fucked against the window."
It started pretty innocently, with me catching the eye of my neighbor, Rick. One day, we both approached our windows at the same time, and I waved at him. He returned the wave with a smile I couldn’t put out...
"Samantha buys a skirt that leads to a whole new way of life."
Introduction.Samantha was a woman in her late twenties who worked as a secretary, something she had done since the end of the summer break after her final year of high school. She had been feeling at a bit of a...
"Each brush stroke pushes Justine closer to the edge."
Justine left it a day. She didn't want to appear too eager or desperate. Also, it would give Corey a little time to readjust time zones, though he'd only been to the other side of the country.The day itself was...
"I hadn't planned to talk to the guy, much less fondle his cock, but since my husband asked me to..."
He had a seriously large cock. Nude beaches do take the guesswork out of things, and he was hung… and he seemed to love showing it off.Women approaching him to have their picture taken with him – usually prompted by their...
"Justine waters his plants and finds much more than she expects at Mr Turner's house."
Justine flicked her blonde tresses aside and wedged the phone between her cheek and shoulder. "I can meet you in a bit. Like, half ten? Mom reminded me to water Mr Turner's plants early." She scrabbled in her cutoffs for...
"Does She Know?"
Very quietly, in stocking feet, I crept through the hallway. The wooden floors were hard and cold but that was not the focus of my attention. I knew without a doubt what she was doing. She did it all the time...
"I scheme to provide my gardener a fertile field in which to plant his seed, giving me the only thing my dear husband cannot..."
He wore only denim cutoffs and work boots, his powerful body slick with sweat; his shirt hung on the gate as he worked in my garden, oblivious to me watching from above. My mind on a flight of fantasy, touching...