After checking his watch, Lucas called from the back of the car that was ferrying him from the airport to his hotel. After several rings, the voice he longed to hear answered the phone. "Hi you!" "Hey, beautiful!" "This is a pleasant surprise. I thought I wouldn't hear from you until you were back on the East Coast." "Not only am I back East, I just fle...
I sit on this bench at the playground and watch the vultures surround you. "HDOP" Hot Dad On Playground. My husband came up with that one, likes to declare he's it when he comes here with the kids. But he's not here today. You are. HDOP. Standing there, needled by the three moms who have come here together. The ones who laugh just a little bit too loud and...
After the dam broke and we finally allowed ourselves a night of passionate lovemaking, Natalie and I both started to feel rather guilty around our spouses. That night we'd managed to clean ourselves up and get to our respective beds, but in the morning there were a couple of scary moments. At breakfast Emma kept bringing up a dream she'd had with wolves howl...
***The story contains bi thoughts and actions. If these offend you, consider yourself kindly warned. ... If you want to help me with editorial advice for the next installment of "Fag Boys Suck", feel free to contact me.*** ***** After a month of fruitless and fervent masturbatory séances and generally unproductive attempts to find a Mistress, me and my gir...
As I walked home I kept asking myself why do I have this insatiable desire to fuck Jane, Miss Nicholas, and Mrs. Wilson when I have three women who already yearn to fuck me whenever I'm available. What is it that makes me want to fuck everyone wearing a skirt? When I got home I found a note from Ginny telling me how to warm up the dinner she'd prepared for...
It wasn't that bad after all... or so I thought. He brought me out and we had a simple meal in a noodle shop nearby. Apart from the slight discomfort of the balls moving - gently massaging my pelvic muscle as I walked, the anal plug that filled my slightly sore asshole and his gentle caressing hands on my thighs & back, the afternoon was pretty decent. We c...
The next morning, the kids woke up a little earlier than we had hoped on a Saturday morning. As I changed my daughter's diaper on the floor our bedroom, I glanced in at my wife in the bathroom washing her face. It was hard to believe that the events from last night were actually real and not just some fantasy we role-played in bed. I dreaded seeing Josh this...
Chapter 2 We hadn't known each other very long, but it felt like we had. A year, maybe? We both played a mobile game, sending armies against other players. We were in different alliances, fighting against each other, not knowing each other except very casually. However, through Casey, a mutual friend, we got talking more and more. I learned about her family...
My wife and I used to live in a national park. Very crowded with tourists during the summers and practically empty during most of the rest of the year other than the people who worked for the park service and the hospitality workers than kept the restaurants, laundries, etc. running. We didn't have tv (satellites were only big 10' dishes then and banned fro...
Standing outside the private diagnostic clinic, the rain came down in buckets. The kind of rain, in big drops, so closely spaced, that if you looked up and opened your mouth, you'd drown. That kind of rain. Standing there, just under the overhang, I was still mostly dry. The girl—well, woman—standing next to me wearing a thin cotton dress, bare shoulders,...