I am Sarah, of French descent, bilingual, fluent in both French and English and as I recently discovered with a little prompting from my man, bi-sexual, though I didn’t need a great deal of prompting. I am to please and be pleased sexually. And I love having sex with an audience. My man Roger and
“…And, then the next thing I knew, I woke up here in the Ring Realm,” I said, wiping away the tears on my face. I just stared at the floor, holding my face in my hands. “Oh, you poor sweet thing. Come here,” Seqora said as she wrapped her arms around me and pulled me
Chapter 5 A Couple’s Interlude. When Bob had come home, he had expected to see his wife, but no one seemed to be home. He thought maybe she was at Jane’s house although he wondered why two pieces of a yellow bikini were lying on the floor. It wasn’t like Beth to be a slob.
“One of my bi-sex lipstick lesbian friends wants to do to me what you are doing to me right now with your tongue,” Sarah told me as we engaged in wonderful cunnilingus. “You mean she wants to tongue fuck you?” “One of my bi-sex lipstick lesbian friends wants to do to me what you are
Hi, I’m Melanie. This piece is from a collection of stories I am writing with my husband documenting our journey as a polyamorous couple over the years. For obvious reasons we’ve changed our names in here, but little else. The stories are infused with both true events and fantasies, but the line between fact and
“I am so pleased you have confirmed you are both bi, so pleased,” Sarah’s friend Debbi smiled, a week after our tryst with Leslie. Sarah had just told her all about our three-way with him, an attractive and very exciting cross dresser, when she asked, “Did your man reciprocate with a blow job for Leslie?
This is my take on Harry Potter and friends. This is my first story so please feel free to comment. It was late at night towards the end of July, still a few days until Bill and Fleur’s wedding. The whole Burrow was quite, almost. Within the attic, a Silencing Charm upon the room, if
My girlfriend Kate recently met me for coffee and took great delight in explaining to me in great detail the visit she and her man made to a close by, though little known sex resort. She and her man are around the same age us, early-forties. “You should give it a try Yvonne,” she told
IMPORTANT: All inequality, such as sexism, racism or the concept of slavery, is deplorable. This is simply a way of safely exploring those things which one inexplicably finds themselves turned on by. PLEASE leave a comment if this turned you on or if you have any feedback. This story is set in a universe just
Sarah and I have been invited to a swingers party. Seven other couples around our age, the email explained. Dress to impress. The expectation is for every couple to entertain the other couples, then play it by ear. The pass mark for the men is seven and a half inches, please email your pic with