Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and people need to understand that it is for entertainment purposes only. Note that all characters in the story are over the age of eighteen (18) years old. The term 'teen' or 'teenager' can easily refer to a person who is eighteen or nineteen! I am happy to say that the original story 'Cursed: The Idol of Lesbos' has b...
Jill arrived at work dressed in her gym clothes, excited to get to work. She hoped work would take her mind off everything that happened last night and this morning. When she entered the restaurant she saw her boss, Ed, sitting in the back booth with a beautiful young woman. Ed caught her eye and waved her over to the table. "Jill, I'd like you to meet Ivy...
Shit!!! Twenty nine frigging years old, and I find out 24 hours ago I am going to be a free woman, a divorcee, a soon to be spinster. That rat bastard husband of eight years needed some younger pussy did he? Well fuck it! I hate men and the stubby little membranes between their legs they use to think with. I would just bury myself in my work, and forget abou...
This story is a complete fantasy with no underage sex or pain. If you enjoy it I would really appreciate it, if you could vote me 5 stars and tell me which parts are nice and which parts you don't like. It is a direct continuation of Martha and the Vicar's Wife Part 1 and is narrated by Candace. I know I made some name mistakes with the first part and I will...
Copyright© 2010 by Stultus Synopsis: It is really cheating if she asks your permission to have an affair... and with the girl next door? A young married couple discovers that the women next door to their apartment run a live porn webcam and slowly they join the fun, or do they? Note the story codes -- this is a more explicit story than is usual for me nowad...
A special thanks to Estragon for all his editing help. (Re-edited: March 2011) Of course, all participants are 18 years or older. PART FOUR: THE PRIVATE DRESSING ROOM One week later. The next week was great. I fucked my brother and although he was no uncle Danny, he sure was getting better. The master bedroom was now mine and Mom often spent the night th...
This is my first romance story, at least the first I purposely planned to be romantic. It has a slow build up, so if you were expecting for a quick romp in the hay please go somewhere else (maybe next time I will write one of those). This story ended up being longer that I expected it to be, it was so hard to write that I don't want to touch another one of t...
The Köntlicher Files Chapter 1: Edward and Molly Copyright 2012, 2020 Lisa Summers The Köntlicher (pronounced: kōn-li-shay) Institute is affiliated with a major Midwestern University, and dedicated to the study of heterosexual relationships disrupted by apparently aberrant behavior by the female partner. Most conclusions are derived from statistical data;...
I've gotten in the habit of stopping at one gas station during my commute to work. I live in Pennsylvania and work in New Jersey. The gas in Jersey is always a little cheaper, so I buy gas there. The attendants have come to recognize me now. Probably because I stop there around the same time every day, I always give them tips...and because I drive a Mercedes...
"May I give you my phone number in case you change your mind?" My hand falters as I begin to zip up my suede jacket. Mind and body screamed yes, but I hear myself say no. A sly, knowing smile appears on Semela's beautiful face. "Please come, I always prepare too much food. It will just be my son, husband and myself." After only a brief hesitation I give i...