The customer was being a pain in the ass. "What else is new...," Dayna thought to herself. She'd been in this management job for a little over three years, and she remembers how she naively thought she could change things when she came into the role. But if there was one thing she had learned since, it's that these international customers are notoriously dif...
The next day dawned bright and warm as the sun kissed everything it touched with its golden glow. However Shayna, usually an early riser, didn't watch the sunrise that day. Instead, she lay face down on her hotel bed where she stayed until well past noon. When she finally awoke, she fell on the floor tangled in the bedding and barely stumbled into the bathr...
This is a true story by a drop-dead gorgeous mid-thirties housewife (so I've been told) who has been proudly black owned for the past three years. Many of the details may not be as graphic as you would like, but I am putting this together from three years of memories. The phone rang, once, twice, three times and then I heard James voice from the other end....
Not all stories that start out with "Once upon a time" have happy endings. The characters do not necessarily live happily ever after as was the case in this one. It started as a fair tale that my wife tried to tell me, but unfortunately for her (or me – depending on how you look at it) I knew the game she was going to play. Once upon a time there was a marr...
It was a cold day in February. The weatherman had promised cold and a possibility of snow in the night, and Richard White (or Rick, as his friends called him) had gone to his grandparents' village for the day. He didn't want to be caught in a snowstorm, if there was going to be any snow, so he'd left the car at home and caught the early train. Then he took a...
This is crazy short and a little weird. I couldn't stop myself from writing it. I've enjoyed a lot of hotwife, slutwife, and cuckold fiction. The husbands are almost always either all in, enjoying wifey's cheating, or they're hurt and pissed and looking to get revenge. In this story I wanted to explore the notion of a couple where neither one of them gave a...
For my muse, Mrs. Tempinsanity After our brief encounter in the men's room, I thought about you often. My memories focused on the silkiness of your pussy lips, the way you responded to my touch, the way you thrust yourself downward on my cock. Oh, to see you again.! But perhaps it was not to be. I went back to the same bar several times over the following w...
It was some years when this happened. My english is not perfect- I am from a small village in Finland. I think I was 18 and I had no experience with girls but I knew what kind of things I like. I had been dreaming of a tall beautiful smart blonde with big tits. She was my favorite fantasy for few months, but soon I found that she was dating with an ice hocke...
It's 1:00 AM Labor Day, one of the loneliest nights of the year. Alone, sober, I see drunk people. They move in twos, threes and ones up and down the bar-lined boulevard. Some bounce. Some drag. Hunger wafts through the streets. Cadillac Escalades, sprayed in their finest pearl-white, strut down Erie Street at fifteen m.p.h. though they appear to be doing tw...
We never did prepare that other room for Li. We were all quite content to share the big bed. We had some great nights, and mornings and afternoons. Sometimes I would just sit in my big chair and watch Katie and Li get on in the bed as I pleasured myself. Those two were a joy to watch. Other times Li would wear Katie out and still want more. She would creep...