Author's Note: As always, this story is hard to categorize... a little group, bondage, and bi overtones. But mostly it's a story of loving wives. As always, if you'd like an illustrated version just email me at **********They say that confession is good f...
Becky sat up in the kitchen chair with an exaggeratedly straight posture. She tried to keep a serious demeanor, but was struggling not to laugh. Simon sat in the other kitchen chair opposite his girlfriend. She had a mischievous sense of humor that ma...
One boyTwo boysThree boys FourThe ones I choose,My candy storeThey make me laugh They make me cryAnd promise NEVERTo cum in my eyeYou are felt intenselyin different waysI can't help but seek youOut to playSo Sexy, So cleverSo funny and smartChrist! One of...
After a lengthy chat with a friend here on lush a week or so ago I found myself compelled to write yet another tale of sensual incestuous delights. Consider this one inspired by a guy I admire and the lady he courts.“You two know not to have any parties w...
A very long story. It's around 18,000 characters before it gets to the super steamy parts. If you want a short story with a thin plot, this is not for you. It takes a long time to set up a semi-believable scenario. The point of view, and narration switc...
When I was 16 I decided I had a lot of questions about sex and related things but not enough answers and the web wasn't helping me much. I decided to turn to my aunt, a understanding lady who's around 40 but single. I called her and asked her if she could...
The past weeks had been terrible. My wife Suzie – well I should say ex-wife at that point – and I had just passed through all that divorce crap. It had taken us several months to get it all settled. It felt as if we had wasted more time fixing all that ri...
“Over my lap girl, now,” Graham said, sitting on the edge of the bed. I glared at him from across the room. “No. Make me!” His eyes flashed with desire and I felt the breath leave my lungs. This was our favourite game and neither of us ever held back. Saf...
[Note: This was written by my nephew Steve, myself (Coffeedude), with input from Ginger. All of the participants were at least eighteen years old, and their names have been changed.] Jason and I were watching one of the NFL games when I looked out the win...
I watched her closely as she stood at the front of the little stage looking out into the audience. The stage was less than eighteen inches higher than the small dance floor in front of it. There were no more than ten tables, each with two double wide comf...
Molly was pissed. “How did I get talked into this?” She thought as she pulled on her tight jeans and sucked in her breath so she could close the zipper. As reluctant as she was to keep this appointment, it had taken her longer than normal to get goi...
