My first two stories entitled Red Flags and I lied were written under the name, Spiderman. * Some of the readers of part I felt my character was too harsh. Other people called him sick. To those folks I have to ask, how is a man supposed to act when catching his "loving" wife being unfaithful, learning of her long term betrayal, while being taunted by her...
I awoke slowly, rolling away from the naked man I'd been spooning with; the urge to relieve myself was the first thing on my mind. As I forced my tired, but oh so relaxed, lean body to move from the warm comfortable spot along side his tall muscular form, I noticed that his cum was encrusted in my neatly trimmed pubic hair. My muscles were a bit stiff from l...
Arthur sat at Cynthia's side gripping her hand tightly. Across from them sat Mable, Cynthia's mother and his own mother, Ruth. The two women regarded the nervous pair seriously. Ruth spoke first. "I suppose you know why Mable and I invited you two over, don't you?" "Because it's our anniversary?" Arthur offered, glancing shyly as his beautiful young wife....
My lovely wife Karen has her golden birthday today, she is 29 on the 29th. Luckily enough it's also on a Friday this year, meaning we can have her birthday party on a night where no one has to work the next day. We are going to play tourist and visit a winery, the local casino, and a few other attractions Saturday afternoon, so we took the kids to her parent...
It was 1972 and I had my first office job at a small factory outside of New Britain, Connecticut. The factory floor, where the pieceworkers were busy prying rubber gaskets and such out of the huge sheets delivered to their benches, was on the lower level along with the press workers and tool & die people. The second story had the offices, overlooking the o...
We'd grown tired, our kids were in middle school, we were in our 40's and it seemed that life was mostly a series of chores. Even vacations with the kids, while a lot fun, were a lot of work. Perhaps the scariest thing was that we'd stopped making time for each other, even the weekly date night got cancelled more often than not. Mary gets all the credit for...
‘… in the mists of the throne stood four beasts and a lamb.’ Revelation A full moon hung overhead in the midnight sky. A light fog lingered waiting the dawning of a new day, as a scream went unanswered. A woman lay on the ground backing away from a dark figure that was crouched on all fours. Tears streamed down her terrified face staining the collar of...
Leslie Marie Blaine winced with pain with each step she took upon the marbled tiled floor that led from the visors center towards the anti-infection unit of the Maine Burn Center. As the First Lady of Maine, Leslie had already spent two hours touring the rest of the facility, and being a photo opportunity, several television crews were on tour with the group...
George drove his cock into me, his belly rubbing against mine, one hand gripping my shoulder, the other clutching my breast. He's got a big cock, and he always made sure he filled me right to the hilt, with big long thrusts that made me grunt. My arms and legs were wrapped around him, and my eyes were screwed shut, trying to feel every moment of the experien...
I'm Kevin Jones (not my real name), then a 19-year-old economics student in Manchester, England. I was still living with my parents when, last spring, I responded to a small advertisement in our college newspaper. "Small ambitious International financial consultancy offers a 3 month summer experience in Brussels for English student with travel expenses, free...