In an attempt to explore other genres. This story could be placed under BDSM, however, it is mostly nonhuman. All of the actions and events are strictly figments of my overactive imagination. There is no intent to offend anyone. If you are offended. I apologize in advance. All characters are above the age of consent. Thanks Andi for editing. Hope you all...
*Sunday* Jack's head was throbbing. Whatever the mixture of drinks he'd had the night before had left him as hungover as he could remember in a long time. He was also having a bit of a panic, as he found himself nestled between two beautiful naked women, one of whom had stridently declared herself a lesbian the night before, and right in that moment he had...
Donna walked over to me slowly with her head bowed a little, she put her hands on my shoulders, and laid her head on my chest. I reluctantly put my arms around her in a loose embrace. Without looking up at me she softly and tearfully said, "I'm so sorry, Mark!" We all settled in a quiet booth in the back, with Tom and me on one side, and Helen and Donna on...
Part IV The End Game Six months into the new job I had the routine down. I was traveling six days a month. It worked out to three, two day trips. Barb and I were doing well and I was happy. It was after one of my trips that I discovered a pair of Barb's sexiest panties in her lingerie bag. I couldn't tell if they had any semen stains on them so I couldn't...
Categories: Slow start, historical abuse and violence, sex toys, all sex, threesome, love. Chapter One. My name is Jeffrey but I prefer Jeff, never mind the last name (you'll understand the reasoning for that later). I am thirty and still single, much to my mother's distress. I've had a few girlfriends, a couple have been quite serious but it never quite w...
Authors Note: Thank you to everyone left comments or sent me feedback about the resumption of the story. Thank you again to blunajana who offered to help me with proofreading. Taking her advice I would like to mention that I have made mention of the Poem "My Country" by Dorothea McKellar for anyone interested in this as they read. I have also used a uniquely...
*Monday* Jack knew when he went to bed eventually on Sunday that he was due back at the lab the following morning, but given how extraordinary his weekend had been, it still hit him like a hammer when he eventually opened his eyes. Nestled beside Angela, he took a moment to enjoy the warmth and closeness of her, and how far their relationship had come in a...
Authors Note: This is the 3rd chapter in the series called My Curvy, Sexy Mature Neighbour. This extended chapter can be read independently, but I recommend chapters 1 and 2 are read first, as these explain a series of sexual encounters, giving context to this chapter. Enjoy it and I look forward to comments. * Synopsis Part 1: - Chrissie and Steven disc...
All characters in this story are at least 18 years old. ***** MONDAY (first session after morning break) I knew that he was going to be there, and I dreaded going in. At 22 I had finally made it. I was a teacher; a Newly Qualified Teacher maybe, with a year to prove myself, but I was a teacher. It was still my first year in my first school out of tra...
OK, this is pure fantasy. Like many guys the idea of having an open marriage has always been intriguing. Now that is not the same opinion as my wife. So this is a bit of my fantasy that opens the doors in a way that she takes the steps to increase the opportunities of the road to extended pleasure. What if she really wanted to have another guy? What would th...