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Our fun continues at the gloryholes.
"The following is intended for ADULTS ONLY. If you are under 18 or are offended by stories of a sexual nature, STOP NOW. This story takes place in a FANTASY world with no AIDS or STDs. In the REAL world AIDS and STDs can kill you. Protect yourself!!!!"
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Several months had past. Work started picking up for Kay and me. We rarely saw each other, much less had sex. I was looking forward to the coming weekend together, when, on Wednesday, Kay called and reminded me that she was going to help at her annual crafts fair in Mannsville (about 70 miles away). She planned to go out to Cynthia"s for the weekend, seeing as Cynthia lived 30 miles closer to Mannsville and she was also going to help at the fair. On top of that, Kay wanted to keep her friend company seeing as Marc was going out of town for 2.5 weeks. I was disappointed at hearing this news, but I could not change Kay"s plans.
“The following is intended for ADULTS ONLY. If you are under 18 or are offended by stories of a sexual nature, STOP NOW. This story takes place in a FANTASY world with no AIDS or STDs. In the REAL world AIDS and STDs can kill you. Protect yourself!!!!”
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Several months had past. Work started picking up for Kay and me. We rarely saw each other, much less had sex. I was looking forward to the coming weekend together, when, on Wednesday, Kay called and reminded me that she was going to help at her annual crafts fair in Mannsville (about 70 miles away). She planned to go out to Cynthia”s for the weekend, seeing as Cynthia lived 30 miles closer to Mannsville and she was also going to help at the fair. On top of that, Kay wanted to keep her friend company seeing as Marc was going out of town for 2.5 weeks. I was disappointed at hearing this news, but I could not change Kay”s plans. Read more »
Two boys see a lot of two sisters.
"*FOREWORD*
The following chapter is part of a single novel length story relating a journey of awakenings, discovery, and growth involving a small group of people. This story should read fairly well all alone, but...
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“*FOREWORD*
The following chapter is part of a single novel length story relating a journey of awakenings, discovery, and growth involving a small group of people. This story should read fairly well all alone, but…
By clicking on a blue Wm_Sexspear, you’ll be taken to my Profile; at the bottom of the page you’ll find a list of all the currently available chapters. THIS SHOULD MAKE IT EASY TO READ THEM ALL, IN SEQUENCE, WHICH IS HEARTILY SUGGESTED so the reader can follow the story line, character development, and catch the inside jokes. Read more »
Neighborly flirtation escalates.
Chapter 1
It had been a couple of years since we had moved into this nice older suburban neighborhood. Large well-trimmed lawns fronted each property that featured mostly four-bedroom two-story homes. After several moves to find the right place, we were convinced that we had found a home. After our move, everyone had made an effort to welcome us and after that left us pretty much alone, which is how we like it. We'd wave to passing neighbors and spend a few minutes now and then chatting over the fence with those next door, but most were quiet, especially those across the street from us.
Chapter 1
It had been a couple of years since we had moved into this nice older suburban neighborhood. Large well-trimmed lawns fronted each property that featured mostly four-bedroom two-story homes. After several moves to find the right place, we were convinced that we had found a home. After our move, everyone had made an effort to welcome us and after that left us pretty much alone, which is how we like it. We’d wave to passing neighbors and spend a few minutes now and then chatting over the fence with those next door, but most were quiet, especially those across the street from us. Read more »
Husband helps wife find & enjoy another man.
My wife and I have been married for going on nine years – and together for more than ten. Our sex life has always been good, though, with children, it seems like we never have enough time for ourselves. Although it started out on a fairly conservative note, our physical relationship has grown steadily, and we've welcomed new experiences into our intimacy across the years. Our discussions about sex have always been open and honest and I've long believed that, to some extent, my wife kept a true "wild woman" bottled up inside. She's shared stories with me about some of the things she did, or almost did, before we met, and I spent quite a bit of time thinking about how I could encourage her to let some of that wildness out with me. Risky and exciting experiences, in my opinion, would always help to make our physical relationship better for both of us, and would strengthen our already strong emotional commitment to each other. With children, we rarely had time to enjoy each other in every way we would like, much less consider the possibilities of interacting with others on any level: whether it be through pictures, videos, or in person within whatever rules we set up.
My wife and I have been married for going on nine years – and together for more than ten. Our sex life has always been good, though, with children, it seems like we never have enough time for ourselves. Although it started out on a fairly conservative note, our physical relationship has grown steadily, and we’ve welcomed new experiences into our intimacy across the years. Our discussions about sex have always been open and honest and I’ve long believed that, to some extent, my wife kept a true “wild woman” bottled up inside. She’s shared stories with me about some of the things she did, or almost did, before we met, and I spent quite a bit of time thinking about how I could encourage her to let some of that wildness out with me. Risky and exciting experiences, in my opinion, would always help to make our physical relationship better for both of us, and would strengthen our already strong emotional commitment to each other. With children, we rarely had time to enjoy each other in every way we would like, much less consider the possibilities of interacting with others on any level: whether it be through pictures, videos, or in person within whatever rules we set up. Read more »
She takes husband on an erotic shopping trip.
Angela had made reservations for us Saturday night, at one of the nicer restaurants in the city. I usually try not to work past noon on Fridays and when I came home she told me, "We are going shopping this afternoon."
She was ready to go so we immediately headed to the local mall. After driving a little way I noticed that she was wearing her tan skirt that she had bought earlier in the year, she didn"t it wear very often because she thought it was a little to short.
I said, "I like your skirt." And she just replied with a mischief"s grin.
Angela had made reservations for us Saturday night, at one of the nicer restaurants in the city. I usually try not to work past noon on Fridays and when I came home she told me, “We are going shopping this afternoon.”
She was ready to go so we immediately headed to the local mall. After driving a little way I noticed that she was wearing her tan skirt that she had bought earlier in the year, she didn”t it wear very often because she thought it was a little to short.
I said, “I like your skirt.” And she just replied with a mischief”s grin. Read more »
Another CFNM video.
"But he makes such a mess onto the towel," Yuka commented. "Aren't you worried it might get soiled."
I once again knelt naked in the living room and in front of a coffee table, except this time it was Yuka's living room and Yuka's table. My wife was again masturbating me. And once again, naturally, Yuka sat fully clothed and watched.
"I suppose it does," My wife answered and then thought more about it. "Sperm is so nasty, you know, especially when he expels so much of it!"
The two of them smiled at this remark. I saw them both out the corner of my eye: Katie seated in the closest position and Yuka immediately beside her. I could tell that the two of them liked the humiliation caused by their words. It somehow gave them more power, more control over me: Katie because she once again got to embarrass me, and Yuka because she got to watch.
“But he makes such a mess onto the towel,” Yuka commented. “Aren’t you worried it might get soiled.”
I once again knelt naked in the living room and in front of a coffee table, except this time it was Yuka’s living room and Yuka’s table. My wife was again masturbating me. And once again, naturally, Yuka sat fully clothed and watched.
“I suppose it does,” My wife answered and then thought more about it. “Sperm is so nasty, you know, especially when he expels so much of it!”
The two of them smiled at this remark. I saw them both out the corner of my eye: Katie seated in the closest position and Yuka immediately beside her. I could tell that the two of them liked the humiliation caused by their words. It somehow gave them more power, more control over me: Katie because she once again got to embarrass me, and Yuka because she got to watch. Read more »
The girls go to the playground in short dresses.
I"m a twenty-year-old college sorority girl who used to have an eighteen-year-old girlfriend named Lizzie. Lizzie and I worked together at a coffee shop in the mall where we had a lot of fun teasing and flashing the customers. However, things got a little out of hand and Lizzie ended up paraded through the mall in the nude. When Lizzie"s parents learned of our escapades, Lizzie was banned from the mall and she was forbidden to go out with me ever again. Even though Lizzie and I no longer see each other, she is now very popular with the boys and I am happy for her.
I”m a twenty-year-old college sorority girl who used to have an eighteen-year-old girlfriend named Lizzie. Lizzie and I worked together at a coffee shop in the mall where we had a lot of fun teasing and flashing the customers. However, things got a little out of hand and Lizzie ended up paraded through the mall in the nude. When Lizzie”s parents learned of our escapades, Lizzie was banned from the mall and she was forbidden to go out with me ever again. Even though Lizzie and I no longer see each other, she is now very popular with the boys and I am happy for her. Read more »
PTA Mom exposes the neighbors to each other.
It wasn't late but the kids were in bed and my wife, Dina, and I sat at the island in the kitchen, thumbing through the week's magazines. It was a pleasant end to the day, me holding a cold Sam Adams and Dina idly swirling a glass of Merlot. I was also enjoying the view. She looked great, just back from a meeting, wearing a sharp, black, executive-looking pantsuit, her thick, chin-length dark brown hair swept back stylishly from her face, which had traces of sweetness in it that she almost obscured with a constant expression of pent-up sarcasm. I was wondering how she would look wearing nothing but that new pair of tiny, black-framed reading glasses she had on, when she noticed my stare and spat, "What are you looking at," in way that might have intimidated me if I hadn't known her for so many years.
It wasn’t late but the kids were in bed and my wife, Dina, and I sat at the island in the kitchen, thumbing through the week’s magazines. It was a pleasant end to the day, me holding a cold Sam Adams and Dina idly swirling a glass of Merlot. I was also enjoying the view. She looked great, just back from a meeting, wearing a sharp, black, executive-looking pantsuit, her thick, chin-length dark brown hair swept back stylishly from her face, which had traces of sweetness in it that she almost obscured with a constant expression of pent-up sarcasm. I was wondering how she would look wearing nothing but that new pair of tiny, black-framed reading glasses she had on, when she noticed my stare and spat, “What are you looking at,” in way that might have intimidated me if I hadn’t known her for so many years. Read more »
Sex in the sun is twice as fun.
"**This is the 4th and final chapter in the Moving Day series. If you haven't read the others, or it's been a while since you have, take the time to explore the previous chapters and this one will make a lot more sense. Comments are always welcomed and public comments are highly encouraged!
Thanks for reading the series....hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I did writing it. The Darkness**"
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The trip back to the hotel had my mind reeling. Never in my whole life had I imagined I'd find a girl like Chrysta and never did I imagine that if such a girl did exist that Id pick her up on a whim as I'm leaving one life and trying to start another. The events of the past several hours kept replaying in my mind. The first thought I had of her pulling out a gun and splattering his grey-matter all over the highway was replaced by the look in her dazzling eyes as they turned from sparkling to sultry in the matter of a second. Her demure curiosity was brought back to the fore-front of my thoughts and one clear sentence rang in my head over the din of the pictures and memories, "what am I going to do with this creature beside me?" A second, stronger inner voice simply replied "whatever you want to."
“**This is the 4th and final chapter in the Moving Day series. If you haven’t read the others, or it’s been a while since you have, take the time to explore the previous chapters and this one will make a lot more sense. Comments are always welcomed and public comments are highly encouraged!
Thanks for reading the series….hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I did writing it. The Darkness**”
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The trip back to the hotel had my mind reeling. Never in my whole life had I imagined I’d find a girl like Chrysta and never did I imagine that if such a girl did exist that Id pick her up on a whim as I’m leaving one life and trying to start another. The events of the past several hours kept replaying in my mind. The first thought I had of her pulling out a gun and splattering his grey-matter all over the highway was replaced by the look in her dazzling eyes as they turned from sparkling to sultry in the matter of a second. Her demure curiosity was brought back to the fore-front of my thoughts and one clear sentence rang in my head over the din of the pictures and memories, “what am I going to do with this creature beside me?” A second, stronger inner voice simply replied “whatever you want to.” Read more »
The continuation of Donna's exhibitionism escapades.
It had been several days since our wild lovemaking event on the steps. I felt changed forever. It was very good that the kids were away at college, as I changed my image and my wardrobe. I seldom wore a bra. I noticed the stares and peeks from most everyone I came in contact with.
I became addicted to reading erotic stories. I struggled with thinking about all the varieties of stories. Which ones would I do? What makes Bill hot? I wanted to act out Bill's fantasies, I just hope they didn't involved whips and chains and blood. I toiled with the thought of weird sexual practices, golden showers, gangbangs, anal, and forced. I found myself becoming judgmental with them, but then finally realized, that hey, these things didn't have to make sense. Sexual play comes out of the emotional side of the brain, not the logical.
It had been several days since our wild lovemaking event on the steps. I felt changed forever. It was very good that the kids were away at college, as I changed my image and my wardrobe. I seldom wore a bra. I noticed the stares and peeks from most everyone I came in contact with.
I became addicted to reading erotic stories. I struggled with thinking about all the varieties of stories. Which ones would I do? What makes Bill hot? I wanted to act out Bill’s fantasies, I just hope they didn’t involved whips and chains and blood. I toiled with the thought of weird sexual practices, golden showers, gangbangs, anal, and forced. I found myself becoming judgmental with them, but then finally realized, that hey, these things didn’t have to make sense. Sexual play comes out of the emotional side of the brain, not the logical. Read more »