Ladies Book Club Chapter 3
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My sham of a marriage was finally over. My useless husband had decided that as soon as I reached the magic age of thirty he needed to look for a younger model. So when he finally admitted that he was screwing his nineteen-year-old secretary, I just snapped and kicked him out. The relief was palpable. But even though he had not treated me like a woman for some time, I found, much to my annoyance, that I missed having male company about the house.I shared my relief and my misgivings with my best...
LesbianThis story is based on Savita Bhabhi comics which you can read in Savita walked around her restaurant, checking in on all the customers. She grabbed the bill for one and walked it over. The customer was stunning. She had a lovely figure for an older woman. She sat there reading a book as Savita walked over and tapped her. Savita: Sorry to interrupt your reading…are you ready for the check? Woman: Oh, not yet…this book is too good! I think I’ll order a coffee. Savita: Sure! What book is it?...
This story involves the book club described in chapter one but revolves around two different women from the first chapter. Apparently sexy books stir more than just literary interest. Rachel Pittman is a forty-five-year-old mother of two. She and her husband Glenn are now empty nesters with that their two children off to college. With PTA and school clubs behind her, Rachel needed more to fill her free time. She joined the neighborhood book club as one of those time fillers. She had always...
Wife LoversMy name is Rita. Holly and I have been friends for ten years. Like the others in the book club, we are both recent empty nesters in our mid-forties. Holly and I are good friends but have very different personalities. Holly is very outgoing and very adventurous. I would be what most would call a follower. I am quiet and shy.Just like several others in the club Holly and I would get together and discuss the books before the monthly club meeting.“What did you think Rita, did you get a little...
Wife Loversby aliveinpr **************** My mind reeled as I tried to reason how I got into such a mess. My life was crashing down around me and the man that I love so dearly and has been my husband for over fifteen years is rejecting me in a vile and unspeakable way. I know I caused this and I regret what I did to his life and mine. Here is the story and how I ruined a happy life and marriage. I am Alice and my husband is Bill. We are both in our mid forties and met in our senior year of college....
“I’m sorry I didn’t show up last time,” Karen said.“Well,” I shrugged, “it’s strictly voluntary.”“All the same,” Karen replied. “I don’t want you to think it’s because I’m not interested.”“Oh, it would be difficult to make that mistake,” I said.I wasn’t just being polite. This evening had been the twelfth of thirteen book club evenings I had presided over during the autumn months. Karen had attended all but last week’s, often putting me on the spot with questions and insights born of a bright...
SeductionPeter pulled his BMW into the garage and raced inside. “Hey!” he shouted to his wife, Ellie, as he dropped his suitcase in the foyer and hurdled upstairs. He grabbed what he needed from his closet and then reversed course. He nearly ran into Ellie at the foot of the stairs.“Oh my God, you startled me!” Ellie said, seeming flustered. “I … I thought you were going straight to the airport.”“Yeah, I was,” Peter said breathlessly as he folded a pair of wool slacks and a couple of dress shirts and...
VoyeurSaturday at noon, the book club was meeting at my home. Our husbands had left early this morning for a full day of fishing, followed I’m sure with an evening at our favorite strip club. I made an apple pie and rhubarb pie the night before. This morning I made chocolate fudge, butter pecan cookies and chocolate covered strawberries. There were four bottles of Dom Perignon along with four bottles of Joh. Jos. Prüm Riesling (white wine) in ice buckets. The table was set with my fine china and...
Saturday at noon, the book club was meeting at my home. Our husbands had left early this morning for a full day of fishing, followed I’m sure with an evening at our favorite strip club. I made an apple pie and rhubarb pie the night before. This morning I made chocolate fudge, butter pecan cookies and chocolate covered strawberries. There were four bottles of Dom Perignon along with four bottles of Joh. Jos. Prüm Riesling (white wine) in ice buckets.The table was set with my fine china and...
ToysOn the Friday afternoon following that wild, orgiastic weekend at the Taylor's mountain retreat, Cindy was reading a woman's magazine in the living room of their small cottage and thinking about Howard. She wished he were home now, wished he had not gone to Los Angeles with Ralph for a three-day automobile dealer's convention. But Ralph had insisted Howard accompany him as representatives of Auto Circus, to meet certain important people and see how the administrative end of the automobile...
The Book ClubI am 32 years old, have been married once to a guy who thought a romantic evening was a drive through at McDonalds, then taking it home, a quick romp in the bed, meant we’d turn in early. One romantic evening and I got the marriage reversed, claiming mental distress. When I threatened to tell everyone what his idea of a romantic evening was, he quickly signed the annulment papers and I was free again. I am also very lucky by having a good job, pays well, rewarded for my creativity...
Ralph was sitting in the glassed-in cubicle which served as his office when Howard arrived at the Auto Circus lot the next morning. He waved, his round face beaming cheerfully, and motioned for Howard to join him. "Morning, Howie," Ralph said enthusiastically as Howard entered the office. He shook the younger man's hand. "How's the head today?" "Not too bad," Howard confessed, his voice a little rueful. "I guess I did over-indulge a little, though." "Nonsense, my boy....
After my confession to Gabriel, the only star’s gravitation that pulled my life’s orbit was family. The kids married, got jobs, bought houses and blessed me with grandchildren. For seven years hubby and I traveled, not just to the San Francisco Bay Area, Los Angles, New York but Asia, Europe, South America. Life was good. A few grey hairs, so what? Nothing a hairdresser couldn't fix.Then came the warnings, hot and cold but brushed aside. Soon after my fifty-third birthday, however, it didn’t...
CheatingExactly a month has passed and, surprise-surprise, it is time again to look back and write down some words. Not only for you, dear readers, but also for future us to look back and remember…Experiences with Pamela and Maimu have taken more bold and adventurous. I remember that we both discussed we could also try sex with other couples if we cannot find the right female partner. Birgit was not very sure about it, but, as always, the topic needed some time to settle in. I have told her multiple...
SwingersDave had gotten a large paper map of the United States from AAA. He’d mounted the large map on black foam board. On the map, Dave had worked with Cricket, and plotted out the entire route that Jim Mellon supposedly traveled in the book Road Trip. That information was marked on the map in a very pale blue color with small light blue map pins to indicate the places Mellon had stopped and had some kind of adventure or love affair along his route. Next on the map, Dave had put tiny opaque red...
“This place is seductive.” “Why?” Dave asked. The other pledges in the Circle 101 class learned forward to hear Jocelyn’s response. “The Circle addresses so many of the things that are wrong with society. It ‘rights’ them. I always thought it was hard to make friends; the Circle made it easy. Suddenly, I had about two-hundred of them overnight. “Outside the Circle, there’s a pressure and counter-pressure to fall in love with someone. You have to limit yourself to ONE person even when your...
Friday evening, Dori and Alice headed off to the Club Ecstasy right after an early work. Dori explained that there was probably an hour of prep that Alice would have to go through before she was ready to dance. For one, she needed to do all the government forms that would get her paid; for another, there was extensive makeup required to give her an appealing but tarty appearance as one of the sexy dancers. Dori also wanted her to meet the bouncers, the bartender, and the other dancers. Dave...
Elaine gasped as she looked across the small sea of chaises, many filled with couples or threesomes making love. Alice was already riding Owen on one of them, and beside them on another chaise Julie lay back as Greg pistoned his cock into her naked quim. Elaine said, “I can’t believe you all fuck within sight of each other – like a big orgy. I’m shocked.” Dave teased as they continued to shuffle on the dance floor with Tina also in his arms and paying careful attention to his response....
Young, titian-haired, angelic-featured Sally Reagan sat apprehensively squeezing a handkerchief between her small hands in the back seat of a taxi cab as it sped across Morriston. Her slender, high- breasted body was rigid with the foreknowledge of what was about to happen, and a nauseous feeling eddied in the pit of her stomach. Oh God, she prayed to herself, please don't let it be as bad as the last time. Please, don't. I... I don't think I could stand it! She twisted the handkerchief...
The darkened room with the drawn blinds looked strangely unfamiliar to Cindy when she awoke. It was her own bedroom, no question about that; there was her dresser, her white ruffle-lined vanity, the cane-backed chair next to the full-length mirror... She stretched her hand along the bedcovers, feeling the soft material with her fingertips. Yes, it was her bed in her own bedroom in her own house--but in another sense, it wasn't. It wasn't because the love, the marital bond which had united...
Cindy Jamison wore her new summer dress to the company party the following Tuesday evening. It was a pretty thing, a frilly pale-blue sheath with no sleeves or belt, but a matching jacket for evening wear-- which she now had on. The hemline was daringly high for her, just below the current "mini" style, allowing her to show off her slim, wonderfully tanned legs. At first she had been uncomfortable in the dress, for she didn't have a slip she could wear with it and her only underclothing...
Cyndi looked from Niki’s laid back position, her fingers already beginning to slide down between her legs, tuft of white tail peeing out below, to Rachel’s almost eager face looking back at her, seeking her approval. Glancing at Kelly and the suddenly confident look she had gained over the last couple of days, she turned back to Ms. Craig, wondering where to begin, and exactly how much to share. “I guess it all started with Max”, Cyndi said, fully intending on choosing her words carefully,...
The Gandydancer was Morriston's most expensive and most well-known restaurant-night club, catering to those among the population who could afford two dollars per drink during the thrice-nightly shows and boned squab at ten dollars per plate. It was plush and dark, with beautiful young cocktail waitresses in sequined halter-and-panty outfits holding forth in the lounge--and maroon-uniformed waiters hovering quietly and obsequiously in the upstairs dining salon. At nine o'clock the following...
James sat upright on his bed, with his legs crossed and hishands holding his head up. He just stared at the small, red notebook that lay in front of him, this mysterious gift that was granted to him. His own name was engraved on the front. It was almost like it was glowing, beckoning him to open it, to control reality even more. His mind was racing, full of thoughts of Amy, Kirsty and the words written inside the book: ‘Kirsty is going to change her mind and ask me to come over to work on the...
SupernaturalI had never been happier to be home. Though, it’s easy to be excited when you have two hot, sexy college girls waiting for you in the airport. I found out later that they had played a game to determine who would have to drive us home while the other one was in the back seat blowing me. Apparently the girls fucked each other with the double ended dildo until one of them came first. Chrissy gave me a huge hug and kiss when I got off the plane, but was obviously upset when she had to get behind...
Cindy lay beneath the comforting warmth of the bedcovers for some time after her husband left for work. She gazed at the square of diffused light which lit the window shade, knowing she should get up and start the housework, but not wanting to. She just wanted to huddle there and think miserably of her troubles. Again and again she played over the events of the previous evening: the evening with the Taylors where it became all too apparent to Cindy that they knew of the photos she had...
Chapter Forty – The Third Task Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author. Story Codes: mmf, mmmf, Mf, mg, anal, cream pie, hp, grope, magic, mc, spank, uniform, voy The Triwizard Tournament was finally coming to an end; Harry and the other Champions had faced numerous challenges throughout the tournament and each of them had made it to the finals relatively unscathed. Harry’s lack...
Chapter Thirty-Two – Ancient History Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author. Story Codes: ff, Mf, f-mast, ncon, cream pie, hp, grope, magic, spank, unif, voy Hermione Granger was lying on her bed all alone with the Spellbook of Desires under her sheets. She had been reading through a few of the more wicked spells, including one which had something to do with the golden coins she...
Hello, My name is Krish from Bangalore. I am good looking and always want love, lust and much more ;) . I am going to write a few sex stories from now on which happened already and might happen in near future hope you guys masturbate a lot :D . I love sex and evening thinking about sex makes me hard. I am not so jolly type and not so gloomy type. This story is regarding how I made a girl who met online on facebook to sleep with me. Here we go.. I usually send random friend request on facebook...
"Well, Howie, my boy," Ralph Taylor said jovially, "you about ready to see how those pictures worked?" Howard had been in his office for the better part of three hours now, having come back from his dinner hour still disturbed over what he'd done. All the way home and all during the time he was with his wife he kept telling himself he wouldn't leave the corrupting manila envelope of photos and paper... but he had! He didn't feel right about it, not right at all... but the damage had...
Cindy Jamison slumped against the door, shuddering as she sat in the passenger side of the Volkswagen Variant, her face buried in her hands. She cried plaintively, weeping her tortured emotions into her palms as one might wash an infected wound. The sangria she had consumed to dull her sensitivities had, if anything, only loosened the barriers holding them back, and now, fully surrendered to the alcohol, she allowed her pent-up emotions release. She had purged her soul once, to Norma...
Chapter Twenty-Eight – Ron’s Happy Birthday Part Three – An Evening Snack Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author. Story Codes: mmf, mf, f-mast, ncon, cream pie, grope, magic, morph, rape, spank, unif, voy Ron’s birthday had been an interesting one to say the least; not only had he gotten an early morning surprise by his very own sister, he had been given the best birthday present...
October 4, 1986, Chicago, Illinois Later that evening, I told Bethany that Kara and Jessica had agreed to the date, and that I’d made the reservations. She stayed in with Kara and me, and we watched television and ate popcorn. Tasha had come for her usual homework session, but had left immediately afterwards, saying that she was going home so that she could go to church on Sunday morning. “Anyone interested in a sauna?” Josie asked. “Sure,” I said. “Is Jesse joining us?” “Yes! Jenny will...
Ron ordered his new pets to clean Amy up so she could make them all some lunch. While Louise drained Henry's cum from her twat, Marilyn performed a little analingulus to drain her ass of Jerry's seed. As soon as she was cleaned up, she headed for the kitchen; she had actually already prepared lunch and simply needed to heat everything up in the microwave. While waiting, most of the guests took some time to play a few of the regular games found in the game room (sex free); Lana, however,...
I've had the good fortune to travel a great deal and found Berlin Germany, both before and after the Wall fell, an exciting and interesting city. Some of the clubs there have outstanding entertainment. This story hopefully captures much of the Old Berlin that represented an incredible era in difficult times. Club Katze (The Cat Club) The bar was dimly lit, a bright spotlight on stage. The red velvet curtains were drawn and the crowd was boisterous, eagerly anticipating the...
The Girls Only Club by Pamela ([email protected]) Chapter 1 At lunchtime recess one day in late spring, Blake casually strolled to a large garden of rose bushes planted on the far side of the school yard. The other eighth grade boys normally never went there since they preferred to hang out near the school building playing ball games or huddling together in noisy groups teasing each other and roughhousing as boys are wont to do. Normally Blake would be with them, but this...
THE INCEPTION OF THE CLUB (A LAMBS STORY) by Anyport This is the first of, what will hopefully be, a series of stories revolving around the Lambs club theme. Each story will be complete and self contained, though part of the series. DEIDRE "DEIDRE, COME HERE!" The beautiful woman flicked a switch on the remote control she was holding and a partition slide silently open. The woman who entered the room was medium height, though the 4" heels she wore made her much taller....
This story was especially written for me by Darlene Le Queen and to my knowledge has not been published before and now Darlene has very sadly passed away. It does require serious editing but as its Darlene's thoughts its best to leave alone/ The Club How long would I be in for it this time, I asked myself? We were at The Club where my wife Barbara is an active senior member. Club stands for "Civilized Living under Glamorous feminine Beauty." Its motto is "Better Living...
Chapter Three – The Burrow Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author. Story Codes: mf, nc-cons, inc, magic Harry and Ron couldn’t stop smiling, even after the unfortunate and grisly attack the previous night by a group of Death Eaters. The Quidditch match had gone so well, with Ireland beating Bulgaria, and Krum catching the snitch. The unwarranted attack by a group of death eaters...
If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and statement of limitation of use is included with the article. This story is...
The Milking ParlourSome times of the day were busy times for the staff at the Calcium Club. Just now was one of them, between 10:30 and 11:00 am when many of the young mothers from the offices of the nearby business district found they just had time to slip across to the club instead of taking their morning break. Of course by this time of the morning some of the girls were fairly desperate, although some had fed baby early morning and deprived the club of their full cream!Jodie was one of...
The Black Breeders ClubBlack Breeders Club - a cuckold story if only was true and not fantasy Story about a cuckold wimp husband who has his parents introduce his new wife to a club where their wives are black man fucked and the husbands have to eat the cum from their cunts. It was my dad who first told me about the club. I was 22 at the time, fresh out of college, and had just married my sweetheart of six years, Trish. I fell in love with her the very first time I saw her, and that was of...
The Friday Night Card Club has been a staple of life at the Westhill Country Club for over seventy years. The criteria for membership are simple. You have to be a member of the country club. You have to be invited to join. You have to be a woman. And, most importantly, you have to be willing to abide by all of the rules of the Card Club.The first rule of Card Club is: NOBODY talks about Card Club.The Friday Night Card Club meets at the old clubhouse located at what is now the back of the golf...
BDSMBlack Breeders Club - a cuckold story if only was true and not fantasy Story about a cuckold wimp husband who has his parents introduce his new wife to a club where their wives are black man fucked and the husbands have to eat the cum from their cunts. It was my dad who first told me about the club. I was 22 at the time, fresh out of college, and had just married my sweetheart of six years, Trish. I fell in love with her the very first time I saw her, and that was of course when she and her...
Prologue Codes: m/f, m+/f+, f/m, f+/m+, transgender, chastity belt, latex, bondage, mc, nc, modification, Torture, cbt, lactation, snuff, extreme, watersports, femdom, enema, slavery, ponygirl Story Description There exists in this wide and wonderful world a wide diversity of people. This is a story of a group of men and women who take great delight and sexual pleasure in the ownership, abuse, and humiliation of others. Their organization is known simply as The Club. The Club is...
The idea behind this story actually came from an episode of a show I watched almost 10 years ago. I remembered it last night, and wrote it this morning. Comments, questions, or criticism can be directed to [email protected] or [email protected] The Sketchbook By Allison Voorhees I was drawing a portrait of Christy, my girlfriend, in art class. She was standing over my shoulder as I shaded the strands of honey-colored hair that ran down her shoulders. "Are...
I’m Tom and my lovely wife Silvie and I have been married for eleven years now. We live in suburban Detroit where I’ve worked for one of the auto manufacturing companies for the past fourteen years. We live in this tiny little house in a suburban city just south of Detroit. It’s predominantly a blue collar neighborhood. It’s a nice town and nothing exciting never really happens here. The local newspaper headlines are usually packed full of stories about the high school...
I’m Tom and my lovely wife Erin and I have been married for eleven years now. We live in suburban Detroit where I’ve worked for one of the auto manufacturing company’s for the past fourteen years. We live in this tiny little house in a suburban city just south of Detroit. It’s predominantly a blue collar neighborhood. It’s a nice town and nothing exciting never really happens here. The local newspaper headlines are usually packed full of stories about the high school football team. Now the...
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hi, I'm Daniel, a 32 year old average looking single guy. For almost a year or so now, I regularly visit a sex club. It's an extraordinary place, visited by couples and singles, where your wildest dreams and fantasies can become reality. It is quite a private society, and it is near unknown to non-members, so most members were...
Mark Yes, I went to India, but only for three days not four. I got back a half-day before I appeared at the condo. I spent that time at The Meadows and Club. Everyone else was in the city, except I did see Elsa and Stacy at the soon-to-be-open Club. The reason why was that I wanted to attend to the last details on the Grand Opening of the Club Infinity. With the time difference, and my weird sleeping habits, I was in almost constant communication with Elsa and Stacy about the place. I...
Have you ever heard of those common rumors about secret places where the megarich have their super secluded sex parties? Where the people running the nations would whatever they desire? The backroom within backrooms? What kind of things go on in such places? Marian Dureo knew quite a bit about such things. In fact, she had even laid eyes on it. Officially, she worked in the kitchen of Gran Morte's, a high-end restaurant in the Eastern District. Unofficially she was also in charge of...
The Girls of Club Cache: Lena for Hire By Diana Kimberly Heche Part 1: Lena The music filtered through the brick walls of the club and pulsed nondescript and muffled in the back alley way. It burst forth with sudden clarity and volume as a cook swung open the back door of the kitchen, slinging a bag of garbage into the adjacent dumpster. Nervous, I was hyper aware of every sound around me and would stiffen momentarily every time this happened. "Shake it off Lena" I told myself....
Have you ever heard of those common rumors about secret places where the megarich have their super secluded sex parties? Where the people running the nations would whatever they desire? The backroom within backrooms? What kind of things go on in such places? Marian Dureo knew quite a bit about such things. In fact, she had even laid eyes on it. Officially, she worked in the kitchen of Gran Morte's, a high-end restaurant in the Eastern District. Unofficially she was also in charge of...
Oh a missed call from my Doc's office. I wonder what that is about, my next appointment is not for 3 months. So I called them back."Yes Sir, we would like you to come in and get a lab sheet, then we will arrange an appointment to discuss the results.""Is this a follow up to my physical?""Yes you could say that.""OK I will pick up the sheet today. Is tomorrow earlier enough for the lab test?""Yes that would be good. Can we make the consult on the results for 4 pm next Thursday?""Yes that will...
The Pink Pussycat Club Adam Keynes had been in his gilded prison for some three weeks now with his two fellow inmates. He had been given a choice of prison or working for the Government. It had not been a difficult decision to choose the latter option, but now that he was here he was expected to work as part of a team and to achieve results. The problem was that he really did not get on with the other members of his team. The nerd Liam Quayles spent most of his time on the computer...
The night was so dark that I didn’t see the launch until it reached the dock. I had heard it, though, and as I climbed on board, the boat all in black and the men sailing it all in black and masked as well—and totally silent—and it moved back onto Lake Como, I realized that it was the boat I heard starting up when I’d come down to the dock. The imposing lakeside mansion it had come from, lit up and with music on that I could hear from this side of the lake, wasn’t far off at all. But it was on...
It was my girlfriend's birthday and she wanted to go to this place called the "Kitten Club". My name is Frank and my girlfriend is Joanne. I'd never even heard of the place, but it was her birthday, so her choice. When I found out what went on there, I wouldn't have gone anywhere near it for a very good reason I'll tell you about in a minute. You wouldn't have even known the club was there. It was down this dark alley, lit by a weak streetlight, and just a green door with...
Sophie is, let's say, someone to handle with care, she is definitely the dominant one in our relationship. I have to say that when having sex, that's great, as you can imagine, no complaining there. But outside of the bedroom, I sometimes have trouble to prevent her from walking straight over me, if you know what I mean. She knows and admits she is this way, but just tells me I have to become more manly. And I guess she is right, I am to sensitive at times, but you can't change that...