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- Revenge
- A Pleasurable Wake Up Call
- The Sleepover - Part 1
- Make Love To Me With Your Voice
- The Brush of Fingertips - Part 1
- A Stranger In My House, Chapter 1
- Tempt me
- At the hot tub...again
- Sketches
- Someone To Share
- Forever Bound
- Just Once: The Truth pt. 2
- Bella Gets Painted, Part 1
- A Wife's Biological Craving for Semen
- The Swingerlympics
Posted: 25 Jul 2013 08:23 AM PDT "I need some money." Carl Jacobs lowered his newspaper as his daughter Jenna came into the kitchen. "Good morning to you too, sweetheart." Jenna rolled her eyes and sat down opposite him at the small table, reaching for the pitcher of orange juice. Carl watched with amusement as she poured cornflakes and juice into a bowl and began to eat enthusiastically. "Are you still following |
Posted: 25 Jul 2013 07:48 AM PDT This morning, I wake up late. Being a Sunday, it's a sleep in day for me and my boyfriend. I roll over to find him still asleep beside me. Knowing it's probably time to start thinking about getting up, I lean over and snuggle up behind him. Ian stirs as I rub a hand up and down his bare side. The two of us always sleep naked, and last night was no exception, so it's easy to reach around |
Posted: 25 Jul 2013 04:20 AM PDT "So, Keri, did you and Mark ever hook up?" I looked over at Laurie and tried to focus on her words. I was pretty sure I understood what she was saying, but couldn't quite get an answer out. Instead, I shrugged and giggled at her. I'd been doing a lot of giggling tonight as had Laurie and Krissy. Giggling would be a normal occurrence anytime eighteen and nineteen year old girls had a |
Make Love To Me With Your Voice Posted: 25 Jul 2013 03:47 AM PDT "God dammit, why can't I focus today?" I muttered to myself as I brought my fists down on the piano keys in front of me. Today had just been ridiculous. As an avid classical vocalist and pianist, I knew I needed to practice at least two hours every day, but today it had been difficult. My mind kept wandering off, drifting away to some unknown thoughts floating about in my head, causing |
The Brush of Fingertips - Part 1 Posted: 25 Jul 2013 02:35 AM PDT The brush of fingertips. the turn of her head. meeting her eyes. watching her dance. The lights of the club spun and pulsed, constantly changing color, and threatened to drive Kyle out of his mind. He already had a headache from the noise of the crowd, the thrum of the bass and the three vodkas he'd consumed while watching Kara dance with her three single girlfriends. This kind of thing |
A Stranger In My House, Chapter 1 Posted: 25 Jul 2013 01:59 AM PDT Steve Williams was looking forward to the trip home. It had been a very successful business trip, and he had landed the new advertising account he had worked so hard on. Now it was finally time to head home and treat his family to a well-deserved vacation. He knew that the past few months had been hard on the whole family, he had been working late and had hardly been able to see his two kids |
Posted: 25 Jul 2013 01:43 AM PDT Come to my beckoning call. Drink from my water's mouth. Whisper words of passion. Tempt me with touch. Lay me down on my mother's earth. Show me the ways of man. We move to the dance as old as time. Cries of passion carrying on the night's sky Entwine us body and soul; For when the dawn breaks, We must part, For this is a forbidden love. |
Posted: 25 Jul 2013 01:12 AM PDT After our last trip to the coast, we just couldn't stop talking about how much fun we'd had with young Eric in the hot tub and how turned on we both had gotten. We have reminisced about the experience many times since that trip and always have amazingly hot sex when we start talking about it. We couldn't wait to take another trip and see if we could recreate a similar scenario. Well, we did |
Posted: 25 Jul 2013 12:25 AM PDT "Those who choose not to follow their dreams live but only half a life......if at all." I open my book of sketches I reflect upon you; such a beautiful view The allure and the longing in those deep brown eyes The deep thoughts shared between me and you How deeply I need you now I hurt. . .and I miss you so bad But in your confusion, you've lost the illusion of a love that |
Posted: 24 Jul 2013 10:09 PM PDT The doorbell rings and I smile, knowing who it is, yet you have no clue. You ask me who it is but I shush you and tell you that you'll see soon enough. I leave you sitting on the bed, wondering who is at the door while I answer it. Shortly after I leave, I come back, only I'm not alone, behind me is a girl, someone I found for us to share, just like I told you I would. I see the smile on |
Posted: 24 Jul 2013 09:02 PM PDT Held tightly together We are one soul moving forward Towards forever An eternity together is what lies ahead A beautiful feeling it is To be wanted so very much Love radiating from my eyes into yours One smile says more than any words could Neither of our smiles will subside Even if we aren't together We will be bound forever With links made of love Weaved through lust |
Posted: 24 Jul 2013 08:25 PM PDT Some three years into my cheating I made the hard decision to stop and cut David off. It was getting difficult to live with myself and harder to justify the mounting hundreds and hundreds of "mistakes." What do you tell your husband? "Honey, I've made mistakes; I've cheated on you . . . I'm sorry." "What? When? How often has this happened?" "Only about 700 times babe - with six, NO, |
Posted: 24 Jul 2013 07:46 PM PDT (No sex yet, just build up this piece.) Cean rolled his shoulders and sat back in his chair, robe draping open over his wide chest as his fingers drummed on the table. He stared into the hallway leading down to the bedrooms, a smirk on his face as he imagined the look on his Bella's face at what he had planned for the night. Speaking of his little pet ... He straightened in his chair, |
A Wife's Biological Craving for Semen Posted: 24 Jul 2013 07:19 PM PDT My life up until the events of this story was incredibly conservative. I was born into a very religious family and taught to avoid sexual relationships until I was married. I was a good girl, although I did allow boys to fondle and suck my rather large breasts, and I stroked a few dicks. However, I didn't have sexual intercourse until I married Ed right after our graduation from college. We |
Posted: 24 Jul 2013 07:01 PM PDT The following story is based upon real life events, although the names and situations have been changed to protect the not-so-innocent. A few years ago, my wife introduced us to the world of swinging by suggesting we take our annual anniversary vacation at a clothing-optional resort in Cancun, Mexico. That suggestion launched a lengthy series of discussions about our relationship, |
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