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Evelyn was at a crossroad in her life. At forty-five, with her two kids away at university and her husband working long hours and travelling, she was struggling with how to fill the hours of the day she was alone with meaningful events. The recent months had proven to be especially challenging for Evelyn. Her sexual appetite had spiked and she often found herself daydreaming of a myriad of sexual fantasies.
Evelyn frowned as she read the text from her husband. She had just sat down at a table for two and ordered a glass of wine. The reservations at their favorite restaurant, La Scala, were made weeks in advance of that evening.
Evelyn wasn't upset at Harry. He had worked hard at climbing the corporate ladder. The dinner was supposed to have been a celebration for Harry being promoted to VP at one of the largest private wealth management companies in North America. She briefly considered apologizing to the waiter and making her way home. Evelyn immediately dismissed the idea and decided that she would enjoy a quiet dinner alone; something that with each passing year of marriage she had accepted and had become accustomed to, without ever really realizing it until that moment.
Her waiter seated a couple to the table next to hers as she replied to her husband's text. The couple settled into the table next to Evelyn's, to her right. She lifted her head and looked at them. The young brunette seated across from the older, distinguished gentleman made eye contact with Evelyn. The young brunette smiled at her for a few seconds and turned away when the gentleman asked her question.
Evelyn’s reaction to the brunette was immediate and unsettling. Her heart suddenly beat hard and fast and a sudden rush of adrenaline coursed through her body. Random, vivid images of the young brunette’s facial expressions as she was being fucked by a big cock flooded Evelyn’s mind. She quickly turned her head and picked up the menu that lay on the table. The menu gave away that her hands were trembling; it shook like a leaf on a tree in the wind. She quickly dropped the menu back onto the table.
'What the fuck was that?' she thought to herself as she reached for the glass of wine. Evelyn emptied its content in two quick gulps.
She was startled by the waiter when he asked her if she was ready for another glass of wine. She nodded and explained that she would be dining alone. The waiter smiled and assured Evelyn that she could take her time in ordering her dinner, and that he would be right back with another glass of wine.
The young brunette laughed softly. As hard as Evelyn tried not to pay attention to the pretty brunette, she could not help herself from observing her in the peripheral line of her sight. There was a raw sexual energy that Evelyn honed in on that oozed freely and effortlessly from the pretty brunette. Being so near to her made Evelyn very wet. She fantasized about being in the same room with her and looking on as she was being properly fucked.
'They're probably having an affair,' she thought. 'The time and honored tradition of a wealthy, older man hooking up with young, eye candy.' The sound of the young brunette's soft laughter made Evelyn angry. It should have been the gentleman's wife softly laughing and enjoying the attention he was paying the young slut.
Evelyn thanked the waiter when he brought her a glass of wine. He turned to the couple and recited the specials of the day to them. The young brunette announced, "I'll let Paul order for me."
Evelyn took a small sip of wine and thought, 'What don't you let Paul do for - and to you?' Evelyn became embarrassed at how she was reacting to the couple. 'It's none of my business. Besides, Harry would never cheat on me.'
She wondered if that was why she reacted in the way she did. Maybe, on a subconscious level, she had grown jealous and insecure. 'I'm only forty-five. We've been married for twenty-two years. We've matured as a couple, built a good life for ourselves. We're happy. So what if we're not like teenagers who can't keep our hands of each other?'
Evelyn’s shoulders slumped forward and she sighed barely above a whisper, “Our sex life has dwindled to passionless fucking a few times a year.”
She quickly reasoned that sex wasn't important. What was important was that they still loved each other.
Over the last few months, Evelyn's hunger for sex and the need for sexual release had spiked. Masturbating had become a ritual of sorts. She would take her time and rub her clit slowly in the bathtub, edging desperately close to an orgasm and denying herself the release of sexual tension over and over and over. Until she couldn’t hold back the rising, rolling waves and intense tremors of an orgasm.
On nights that Harry worked late, she would treat herself to using a vibrator and dildo in bed. She mischievously grinned to herself when she thought of how many times she had masturbated in her office. The thrill that shot through her as she played with her pussy while pretending to be on a phone call or being focused on reading a report as co-workers walked past her office, always made Evelyn come quick and hard.
She was suddenly tempted to slide her hand between her legs and stoke the fire that had flared in her pussy. She needed a distraction; she picked up her cell phone and called Harry’s office number. He answered, “Is everything thing alright? You never call my office number.”
Evelyn cleared her throat and lowered her head. She was ashamed that she had purposefully dialed Harry’s office number to put her suspicion that he might have lied to her and was with a younger woman, to rest.
“Oh, I thought I called your cell,” Evelyn felt a deep remorse as she lied to her husband out of suspicion of infidelity.
Evelyn sensed a set of eyes on her. She turned her head at looked at the young brunette to find her smiling knowingly and looking straight at Evelyn. Evelyn looked away quickly to avert the young brunette’s stare, and said to her husband, “I’m going to have dinner here. I called to ask if you wanted me to order something for you and bring it home.”
Evelyn fought the urge to look at the young brunette again. She was still looking at, and silently observing Evelyn. As embarrassed and guilty as she felt about lying to her husband, and being caught in the act by the young brunette observing her, gave Evelyn a perverse thrill. She slowly turned her head to meet the young brunette’s stare. The young brunette raised her glass of wine and nodded at Evelyn. The gentleman got up from his chair and excused himself from the table. Evelyn raised her glass and chuckled as she nodded back. She wondered if the young voyeur felt the same perverse, sexual thrill as she was feeling.
“Just dessert? Tiramisu?” Evelyn asked her husband as her smile broadened while focusing on the young brunette. “What?” Evelyn asked her husband in a breathy voice as she lowered her gaze to the young brunette’s small, pert breasts. “Okay, honey. Don’t work too late.” Evelyn ended the call and took a sip of wine. Her eyes were locked on the brunette’s. She was mesmerized by the piercing gaze of her emerald green eyes.
The young brunette spoke to Evelyn, “I’m Olivia. Forgive me, but I couldn’t help overhearing that you are dining alone. You would be more than welcome to join Paul and me,” Olivia said. “Shall I call the waiter to move your table next to ours?”
Evelyn could only stare in silence at Olivia. Her pussy clenched tight at the thought of watching the young brunette’s, elegant and tight body being ravished by a faceless lover. She shivered when she imagined looking into her eyes as she was being fucked hard and passionately.
As Evelyn was considering Olivia’s offer, Olivia caught the waiter’s attention and asked him to move Evelyn’s table next to hers. The waiter looked at Evelyn and waited for her to agree to the request.
She hesitated only a moment before replying, “Thank you, Olivia.”
Evelyn stood up, the waiter to put the two tables together, and held Evelyn’s chair as she sat down, across from Olivia.
Olivia grinned, “You don’t have to disclose your real name to me. Make up a name if it will make you more comfortable.”
Evelyn replied earnestly, “Why would I do that?”
“People are generally more honest and bolder when they’re cloaked in anonymity.” Olivia placed her elbows on the table and leaned closer to Evelyn. “What caused you to get so visibly aroused?” she grinned.
Evelyn gasped in shock, more at Olivia's matter of fact tone than by the question itself.
Olivia chuckled, “We women all know what it feels like, and how our bodies react when we get aroused. It’s nothing to be ashamed of.”
Evelyn replied in a dry, tight voice, “That might be true, Olivia. But it’s a very inappropriate question, nonetheless.”
Olivia took a sip of wine, eyed Evelyn, and calmly said, “Less inappropriate if you’re cloaked in anonymity.”
Evelyn chuckled. She admired Olivia’s calm confidence. “I see. Let me guess, Olivia isn’t your real name.”
Olivia smiled and coyly replied, “It might be, or it might not be.”
Evelyn laughed, “Fair enough. You can call me Victoria.”
“I am very pleased to meet you, Victoria,” Olivia smiled. “Will you answer my question?”
Evelyn chuckled and nodded. “Why the hell not? Yes, I will answer your question. It's two very distinct elements you seem to possess, Olivia. One, you exude sex. Two, your unwavering confidence. Combined they create an aphrodisiac. You are definitely comfortable in your skin and you are aware of that fact, which is easily recognized by anyone that takes the time to study you for a moment."
Olivia grinned and asked, "You've been studying me? I'm flattered."
Evelyn's stomach fluttered. An image of Olivia’s face flashed in her mind. Olivia had her eyes shut tight and her mouth agape in a silent scream. Evelyn tried to image what Olivia’s pretty face looked like when she came.
Olivia sat back in her chair and asked, “Do you like what you see, Victoria?”
Evelyn swallowed hard and nodded.
Olivia smiled and winked at Evelyn, “I like what I see, too. The question now is, what are we going to do about it? Before you answer, Victoria,” she said her name like she knew it was made up, “I’m up for anything your little heart wants to try.”
Evelyn shook her head. “I-I-I can’t.” Her reply was unconvincing.
Olivia pouted, “I’m disappointed. Would you at least tell me what you would do?”
Evelyn looked around the restaurant and then back to Olivia. “The thought of watching you makes my stomach flutter and my pussy wet.”
Olivia sat up straight and grabbed Evelyn’s hand. “Ohhh! I love being watched.” She leaned in close and added, “I love masturbating while people watch.”
Evelyn shook her head and blushed.
“No?” Olivia coyly asked. “What then?”
Evelyn leaned closer to Olivia and whispered, “I want to watch you having sex.”
“Naughty Victoria is a voyeur,” Olivia softly chuckled. “What position would you prefer me to be in as you observed me getting,” Olivia paused, licked her lips and cooed, “fucked?”
Evelyn shivered at Olivia’s question. “You on top.”
Olivia sat back in her chair and smiled, “Let’s exchange cell numbers, Victoria.”
~
The trio chatted and laughed as they enjoyed a pleasant evening over dinner. When they were ready to leave, Olivia asked Evelyn, “Did you drive here? If you didn’t, we’d be more than happy to drop you off.”
Evelyn shook her head. “I’ll Uber home. I don’t want to be a bother.”
“I won’t hear of it,” Olivia insisted. “We are driving you home.”
Paul smiled and said, “You don’t have a say in the matter. Olivia, as you will surely learn, always gets her way.”
Evelyn chuckled, “If I don’t have a say in the matter, I guess I’ll bum a ride from you.”
Olivia walked arm in arm with Evelyn as the trio made their way to Paul’s Jeep. “It’s a beautiful evening, Paul. Would you take the top down?”
Paul smiled and proceeded to fold back the Jeep’s soft top as Olivia slid her arm around Evelyn’s waist. Evelyn turned her face to Olivia’s and sighed, “You are so soft, Olivia.”
Olivia grinned and slowly moved her mouth to Evelyn’s. When their lips touched, Evelyn gasped and shivered.
Olivia asked, “You’ve never made love to a woman, Victoria?”
Evelyn gasped, “No.”
“We can change that whenever you’re ready,” Olivia seductively whispered in Evelyn’s ear.
When they arrived at Evelyn’s house, they said their polite good nights. Olivia called out to Evelyn as she unlocked her front door. “I’ll call you, Victoria,”
Evelyn was tempted to tell Olivia her real name. But decided not to, the anonymity had made Evelyn bolder, and she liked feeling bold.
Evelyn made her way to the bedroom and quickly stripped out of her clothes. Olivia had made her incredibly horny, and she needed to come. She lay on her bed, spread her legs and rubbed the hood of her clit feverishly. “Fuck yes,” she moaned.
Her cell phone chimed. It was probably her husband, she thought, and was snapped back to reality.
“Ohhh-yess! Lick my clit harder, Paul!” Olivia’s voice coming through the cell phone surprised Evelyn.
She jumped off the bed and hurried to the bedroom window with her cell phone pressed tight to her ear, listening to Olivia moan like a cat in heat. She held her breath as she pulled open the curtains hoping the Jeep was still parked in her driveway.
She gasped and shivered when she saw the Jeep. Evelyn almost came when she saw Olivia straddled over Paul’s face and squeezing her own tits.
“Ahhh! Yes, just like that! Suck my pussy!” Olivia cooed. “Oh, oh, oh, yes. Shove your finger deeper in my hot ass!”
Evelyn clawed at her own dripping pussy and thrust her hips back and forth as she watched Olivia nearing the height of arousal.
“Yes!” Olivia growled. “Finger fuck my ass faster. I love it!”
Evelyn pressed her hot cheek against the cool glass of the bedroom window and slid two fingers inside her clenching pussy. She focused on Olivia’s face as it contorted into different expressions of ecstasy.
“You’re beautiful, Olivia,” Evelyn gasped into the phone hoping that the brunette could hear the words.
“Fuck me, Paul. Let me sit on your cock. I want to come all over your big, thick cock!” Olivia begged as she lifted herself off Paul’s face and impaled herself on his ready cock.
Evelyn moaned as she watched Olivia throw her head back and gasp at her pussy being filled and stretched.
Evelyn plunged and curled her fingers deeper and quicker in and out of her dripping pussy, as she watched Olivia fucking a cock. “Ohhh! Look at me, baby girl! I want to come with you,” Evelyn’s plea gurgled in her throat.
Olivia pumped her hips quicker and harder as she leaned backwards and threw her head back. In that position, her naked torso was on display for Evelyn. Her small, pert breasts bounced freely on her chest. The sight brought Evelyn to the cusp of an orgasm.
Evelyn heard Paul curse and watched him twitch and squirm under Olivia as her pussy milked the cum from his balls.
Olivia looked up at Evelyn framed in the window and held her gaze. “I-I-I’m coming!” she cried out.
Evelyn moaned a desperate and urgent plea into her cell phone, “Come with me!”
Both women shook and shuddered and moaned as they came with their eyes locked on each other.
Evelyn leaned against the window as she recovered from the intense orgasm, never letting her eyes stray from Olivia’s fair face.
They smiled warmly at each other. Olivia brought her cell phone to her ear and spoke. “Victoria?”
Evelyn bit her lip and shook her head as she confessed, “My name isn’t Victoria.”
Olivia giggled and coyly replied, “Oh! Sorry, wrong number.”
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HardcoreHere we are. You and I. Together in this special place out of the rain. The dusty air is thick with the aroma of storytelling as we make our way between row upon row of well-thumbed books that pack each straining shelf to the heavens. Book upon book stuffed with tales both fact and fiction. At the end of each row is a sign revealing the nature of these tales for the inquisitive to peruse. The theme for this particular row says "Victoriana - Fiction from a golden age." Wandering between...
Sherry and Sadie, two married men, have a girl's night out at a bar. The evening goes badly and, like Sheherazade, who related the 1,101 tales of the Arabian Nights, they end up in great danger, desperately spinning stories to protect their derrieres. For material, they transgender fables they have read, hoping that their captors won't know the original. Will this strategy work? It will depend on you, the reader, because Sherry and Sadie will soon run out of ideas unless you...
The Greenwich Tales The Greenwich TalesBy Freddie Clegg & Phil LaneIntroduction & New Readers Start Here? This story sprang out of an exchange of emails between the Phil and Freddie during the posting of the Freddie Clegg story ?Market Forces?. The two authors discovered a shared interest in Len Deighton?s ?The Ipcress File? and an enthusiasm for exploring what happened to some of the characters outside of the Market Forces narrative. This is the result of that correspondence and a...
Synopsis: Using her lethal skills, a young, beautiful slave rises to power in ancient Rome. Tales 2 is a character study of a complex and murderous femdom. 109 pgs. Tales of Ancient Rome 2: Salidia and Lydia by TG Chapter 1 Laying in Supplies "Oh, this feels so good," Salidia...
If you have ever played a turn-based RPG and thought to yourself, “this, but with chicks with dicks,” first of all, splash some cold fucking water on your face. After that, consider yourself a porn prophet of debauchery, because that’s exactly the kind of game you are going to find in Tales of Androgyny. You won’t find any teenage male heroes here like in your favorite animes. This is all about exploring a world full of androgynies people that are as horny as they are hung.Before you jump into...
Free Sex GamesMare's Tales: Chapter 35 ? By: Beverly Taff Hello Dear Readers. I apologise if I seem to have been away from the story board for an inordinately long time. I have been writing another story in another genre on the Nifty Gay Caf? Site. This story is called Two by Two and it addresses other issues that are not to the taste of many readers on the Fictionmania site. 'Two by Two' runs to 15 chapters in the Bestiality section of the Nifty Gay Caf? site. It is a 'Carry on' from t...
Introduction: Divorce brings friends together Cassie walked deep into her front yard and then turned to look at her front porch. Cornstalks flanked the dark red front door, intertwined with artificial autumn leaves garland. On each side of the first step, she had placed a black urn filled with red fountain grass, a purple decorative cabbage, salmon colored verbena, bright asters and sweet potato vine. On the next step down were clusters of orange and white pumpkins, sprinkled with colorful...
Introduction.Here we are. You and I. Together in this special place out of the rain.The dusty air is thick with the aroma of storytelling as we make our way between row upon row of well-thumbed books that pack each straining shelf to the heavens.Book upon book stuffed with tales both fact and fiction. At the end of each row is a sign revealing the nature of these tales for the inquisitive to peruse. The theme for this particular row says "Victoriana - Fiction from a golden age."Wandering...
MILFIt doesn’t matter what you were doing before, but when you blinked, you were suddenly in the back of a bookstore. You know this bookstore, it’s the one closest to your house, and you’ve been to it plenty of times, though not often in this section, the children’s section. “What am I doing here?” You ask aloud, looking outside the window to discover it was the middle of the night. That’s when you remember the last thing you were doing was going to bed, and just as you were closing your eyes, you...
Tales of the Restored American Commonwealth4072: The YardsByEmily DanielsTales of the RAC: 4072: The Yards Chapter 1: The Verdict Chapter 2: The Yards The Yards is the second chapter in the 4072 saga of the Tales of the Restored American Commonwealth. The story begins with 4072: The Verdict. If you would like to know more about the setting of the Restored American Commonwealth you can learn about it, purchase previous chapters and interact with characters by going to...
“Hey, so are you ready?” my thirty-five year old slutty friend, Stacey, asked me over the phone. “I’m not sure, Stacey,” I replied, even though I was totally ready in my yellow dress with no panties, as Stacey had told me. “Listen to me, I have spent a full hour explaining everything to you over the phone, now don’t even think about stepping back,” Stacey threatened me. Yesterday she called me, and when I told her about things not going so well between my husband and I, she offered to help...
“Hey, so are you ready?” my thirty-five year old slutty friend, Stacey, asked me over the phone. “I’m not sure, Stacey,” I replied, even though I was totally ready in my yellow dress with no panties, as Stacey had told me. “Listen to me, I have spent a full hour explaining everything to you over the phone, now don’t even think about stepping back,” Stacey threatened me. Yesterday she called me, and when I told her about things not going so well between my husband and I, she offered to help...
CheatingSynopsis: Salidia's Little Lion, Lydia, sparks a fight with neighbors, and she picks up a bow to become Hell on Horseback to protect those she loves. Out of the fires of this conflict, they forge the place that became known as the Valley of the Amazons. Action story with Femdom leads. `165 pgs. Tales of Ancient Rome 3: Lions in the Valley By TG Chapter 1 ...
Tales of a Hustler---Sorry Girls, I suck Dick Too“Don't do it. “Im tellin ya—-don't wear them” “I'm serious—not coming to your rescue”The twins just giggled under their breath, and left out on their skateboards for 'main street'They had worn their 'bar only' t-shirts, with Cole's saying 'sorry girls—I suck dick too', and Cody's, even bolder 'sorry girls—I take it up the ass too' The twins were getting comfortable with their 'outness', not really caring who saw, or what they...
This is the an experimental set of tales written in the style of Chaucer's Canterbury Tales. It relates the story of several youths on a Pilgrimage to some far-off land. If this experiment is a success I shall continue this endeavour. Samantha: The Tales by Samantha THE FIRST TALE as told by AMY I tell you a tale, as time of old When I was not brave or gallant or bold But rather a lonely boy of school For not one friend could recognise the jewel Of promise my unfortunate male...
Cross-Dressed Fairy Tales Part 3 By Dawn DeWinter In parts 1 and 2, Sherry and Sadie, two married men, went to a lesbian bar on their "girl's night out." There they came into the clutches of Mike and Big Sue, and are in danger of being raped - or worse - if Sherry cannot keep Big Sue entertained with "original" stories. This task has just become a mite more difficult with the arrival of two more people. Can they too be kept satisfied? Part 3 is based on Pinocchio, the story of the...
Some familiar fables transformed for readers of transgendered tales. In part 1, Sherry and Sadie, two married men on a "girl's night out" visit a lesbian bar and go home with Big Sue and Mike, two women who are dangerously upset to discover that they've been seduced by two cross-dressed males cheating on their wives. Like Sheherazade in the Arabian Nights, Sherry decides that the only way to protect their -- um, posteriors, is to entertain Big Sue with fabulous stories. ...
Jock Tales---Senior Year---Final Game—and The Price of SuccessOK—so the last two chapters of the Jock Tales series won't have much porn to them—just a couple of mentions of stuff. If you have been following the series story line, as much as the porn parts, then these last two chapters simply tie up the series, and bring it to it's conclusion. Thank you to all the fans, and comments, and if you wish to continue, then join me for the next series—The Skatepark Adventures. The next four games after...
© 2002 all rights reserved. Intro The '80's, a decade to remember: Post pill, pre AIDS. Gloria Steinham making waves eagerly surfed by the assertive, independent women of San Francisco. "A woman needs a man like a fish needs a bicycle," was a popular paraphrase, often attributed to Steinham, but the source is Australian Irina Dunn. The best rebuttal I'd heard, in a crowded Union Street meat market bar, was: "Yeah, but fish don't have cunts that enjoy a ride on a sturdy...
Feeling guilty that it's been so long since I've posted a new story ("G.E.N.E.S.I.S." a few months ago), I found some time over the past couple of nights and came up with this little trio of stories. Inspired by a familier TV show with a similar name (Tales from the Crypt), these stories are a spoof on male chauvinists and what I'd love to do to them if I had a little magic wand to "ZAP'em" with! Although I do have a couple of other idea's in the hopper, this will have to do until...
At the end of a very long day Sandra walked down the hallway of her tiny walk-up apartment and kicked off her shoes before falling onto the soft leather couch. Her little pussy was resting quietly waiting to be petted by her soft delicate fingers. Sandra loved to pet her pussy and her pussy loved every second of her tender strokes on her needy special places. Soon, her pussy was purring with sheer delight and Sandra used both of her hands to satisfy her pussy all over. Sandra called her pussy...
First Name = Hero (Male) Last Name = Sidekick (Female) It's another boring day at your new job, working as assistant librarian at the local library. You'd only been there for a week and a half, but you've already learned that you have very few visitors. Books just don't have the appeal they used to. So basically you just wander around all day or, when the boss is away, take naps in the fiction section. You are currently asleep in the corner of the library, a copy of Don Quixote draping over...
FantasyINTRODUCTIONIn the world around us there are those that will prey on the weaker, the unprepared, the vulnerable. In pursuit of their own desires or seeking to profit from the desires of others there are always those whose acts are hard for us to understand. Once more, it is October 2009. Angela is trying to balance her teaching responsibilities and research projects, spurred on by the Dean’s ambitions for the academic standing of the University; Joe McEwan is planning his trip to Cambodia in a...