Three years ago my wife Courtney, and I (Kevin), seemed to live for the Arts. We weren't the least bit pretentious (at least I hope that we weren't), we just liked art of almost any type. Dutch cityscape paintings, primitive African sculptures, pre-Colombian masks, Salvador Dali murals -- we loved them all. Our house was adorned with the best original art th...
It started the night my wife and I hosted a party for about 30 for our friends and work associates. The party started at 8:00 in the evening and by 9:30 Pam (my wife) was already pretty drunk. Normally she doesn't drink much at all, a glass of wine with dinner and sometimes a beer when we cook outside. I hadn't seen her this drunk since before we got married...
Barb jumped out of bed and ran for the bathroom. She didn't think she had ever had to pee so bad in her life. She plopped down with urine starting to flow even before she had actually touched the seat. She groaned, relaxing and letting it flow. The hissing of her flow seemed almost obscene. Barbara and Tom had made pissing a part of their sex life for a numb...
She turned in her seat and tilted her sunglasses sexily downward with one hand, and beautiful dark brown eyes joined the smile to make her beautiful. Ryan was taken with her immediately and held out his hand. She shook it briefly, and then held it for a longer moment. "Mr. Ryan, welcome to Kuching! I am happy to meet you." Ryan could see a hint of sexual t...
As usual no descriptive sex scenes in this story. This story was partially inspired by Bob Seger's song "Night Moves" but mainly by a relationship I had while in college. Constructive comments, emails, and critiques are welcome and appreciated. I hope you enjoy my story. I used her, she used me But neither one cared We were gettin' our share Workin' on...
This is entirely fictional. It is an adult story about sex, cheating and cuckolding, so if you don't want or like reading about such stories, then I suggest you close this and move along to something else. Like all of my stories, it starts a little slowly, setting the mood but, or so people tell me, my stories are well worth the time it takes to read them....
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Back story- This is a story to follow up a side story in the 3rd chapter of Chelsea's 18th Birthday. Since this story includes no mention of Chelsea or Brent, I have decided to exclude it from that series. However, it is best to read Chelsea's 18th Birthday Ch 3 in order to understand who Clay and Angela Pumley are and the relationship that they share. For...
The Michel Family Part 6 Chapter 8 "My god that was fantastic I want more but I want to get back with Steve." I said, "We are a family I am sure other people are with him this is our time Britney," and I started sucking on her nipples and fingering her cunt as she started moving to my touch. I would start exploring her legs and her inner thighs light to...
The Michel Family Part 4 Chapter 4 Melody went to say something and John interceded. Supper was done and dad moved from where he was sitting and John said, Stay where you are." Dad said, "No John my brother you are the head of this family this is the head of the table. I will sit at the other end with my family." Dad was saying how much he appreciated...