She contorted her body into many positions before finding a seductive pose showing both tits and ass. Days crept by; still no likes or comments. She cried herself to sleep beside her passionless husband. XXX Stunning. The perfect arch of her back visible through the sheer material. And those eyes–they summoned him. Or was that a lonely man dreaming? He wanted to spread her legs. His tongue would make her squeal before he...

Prologue: Mahmuda Begum was a thirty-year old Muslim woman born in Afghanistan but eventually arrived and settled in the United Kingdom when she was a baby. She had been married to her husband Nasser who was eight years older than her at the age of eighteen. Although their marriage was now up to twelve years, it had not been a particularly happy one. In their last twelve years of marriage, Mahmuda couldn't conceive a chil...

“Fuck,” I said. My wife of fourteen years, Marnie, had just gone for a shower. I figured that gave me twenty minutes or so. I pulled up my preferred porn site and scrolled through the thumbnails. These hurried dalliances with pornography were all the meager life-support that remained for my dismal sex-life. A few years after we’d married, Marnie went through a major bout with depression. She started seeing a therapist and...

Just a single kiss before you leave Then you pull away from him again Not noticing the hurt deep in his eyes Nor sensing disappointment and such pain All he wants to do is make love to you But you shrink away from his every touch And expect him to exist as simply roommates Which doesn’t satisfy him very much You said, "I do," but what were your intentions? Did you mean for him to live a life so chaste? Does it bother you...

I pace in front of the hotel room door, repeatedly checking my appearance in the mirror on the wall. I drove for several hours to meet David here, while he’s in this city for a few days on customer calls. Insecurities now fill my head. Will he find me attractive? Will he love ‘in-person’ me as much as ‘online me?’ We believe we are in love, but can you really love someone you haven’t met in person? Knock. Knock. Oh, God!...

He tells me how good I made him feel which in turn makes me feel good. I know he’s been aching to feel desired again. I mean isn’t that what we all want – to be desired? Wanting to return the favor, he instructs me to slide my shorts and panties down. Now, it’s my turn to listen. Of course, I had already played out some fantasies of him in my head. Would he match my fantasy? Yes, he does. Showing me his gifts in erotic ro...

I watch from the doorway, trying to gauge her mood. She is milling about the kitchen, seemingly happy, softly humming. I approach her with optimism, drawing her towards me. "You're so beautiful."  "You have to say that. You're my husband," she says, wriggling away. "No, I mean it. I would love to show you what you mean to me," I continue, trying to kiss her. "Hun, I have things I need to do," she replies, turning her chee...

I wrapped up breakfast at the dining room table, entranced by my wife’s jiggling booty. She was clearing the sink of dirty dishes wearing an old shirt of mine that fell some inches above her knees; leaving me salivating at those thick, beige-toned legs. A deep breath, sigh, and throat clearing later, I sprang to my toes and shuffled over to her carrying my just used wares. I reached around in an embrace and placed my uten...

Poems written and hopefully sent,Never get a reply.Invitations for romantic eventsAre almost always denied.When invitations are not deniedThey are oft put off…deferred.“I’m not ready” is what I hear “Too soon” are oft your words.With patience I wait and wonder whyMy advances are not accepted.Is there something about my approachOr am I being tested?Are you repulsed and find me offensiveWhen lying in our bed?What causes you...

When we last left our story Carol was getting ready to go out with her new best friend and lover Tina. The pretty young blonde Aussie surfer was taking Paul’s wife to the most expensive nightclub in Kuta. With Tina’s help Carol had transformed her self into a new woman. Under Tina’s guidance the staid mother of one had adopted a new, younger, sexier and edgier look. Before abandoning her husband Paul to watch the evening’...

When we last left Carol she was fulfilling her husband’s fantasy. She was on the hotel suite bed being impaled by a young Canadian tennis stud with a cock more than twice the size of poor Paul’s. Carol’s husband was crouching on the balcony behind a wicker chair watching in fascination. How will Paul’s fantasy turn out? What is in store for our troubled married couple? Let’s find out. _____________________________________...

When we last left our characters they were in a rather chic nightclub in Kuta, Bali. A rather handsome young Canadian athlete (William) was trying his luck with a much older and more sophisticated Carol. A few feet away Carol's husband Paul was watching with interest. We wonder if young Will can succeed, or if he'll be shot down in flames like his friend Steve has warned him. Our tale continues. __________________________...