Author's note: I have to apologize for the huge delay between postings, life is a bitch and always demands hers first. To make it up to you, I have given you two chapters. As always, enjoy. MrLobo It was well past midnight as Simon Valdez walked down the deserted sidewalk towards the two story Victorian house. The early spring cool Southern California n...
Sawyer's mouth felt as if he'd been marching in the desert. There was no moisture, even when he ran his tongue along his lips. He cracked his eyes open to be blinded by the bright sunlight streaming through the open curtains. Had it been a dream?, he thought to himself. He sat up and looked around the room. It was the same room, the same hideously tan walls...
This is a continuation of a story about a wife's evolution into infidelity with other men. It contains my usual themes of wife infidelity, cuckolding, and voyeurism. I appreciate the feedback I have received and some of the correspondence. I have taken some of your suggestions and interwoven them into my stories. I look forward to your continued comments....
Chapter 1 -- An Arrow Astray "Verily, these are dark times... the tension pervading these lands is reaching a breaking point. All appears to be progressing in the manner it should... yet I fear something to be not as it seems. Yes... if history continues on its current trajectory, it may be irreparably damaged in the end. It is time. I can no longer maintai...
A/N Ok, so this chapter is really long and there is no sex in it. It sets things up a bit. This story is something a bit experimental. Don't know what I'm doing, just enjoy writing it. ***** THEN Jaan On the way over to Sanchez's house Jaan remembered that he'd forgotten to pay the light bill with the money his mother had left in the drawer by the stove....
I can still see it in high def, up close and personal; the image is engraved on my brain. The bald, glistening vulva of a teenage girl — a squirming, moaning teenage girl, knees up — is not to be forgotten. The best night of my life was the night my sister had a slumber party. To save money during my last year of college, I moved back in with my parents and...
Ch. 07 Brandi and the bitches Kelly lay in bed wondering if she would feel better wearing a 'sirik'. The tight bonds would leave her helpless, dependent on a master. She missed her master for he knew how to treat her; in the way she craved. She sobbed quietly. He had never even taken her and that made her miss him all the more. He knew how to dominate so...
The evening was a typically hot, sticky Georgia summer night, with the temperature in the mid-nineties and humidity to match. Kim mopped her forehead with a wet washcloth, then squeezed it, causing some of the cold water to run down her face, over her chin, and into the dark valley formed by her voluptuous breasts. At 34, she still had a great body, due to h...
Marriage can be the most beautiful thing. But then it can be the most soul destroying thing also. People have a habit of changing once you put a ring on their finger. They can become a completely unrecognisable from the one you fell in love with. Of course this doesn't always happen, some marriages go on to be great successes, where the love grows. Jenny Jo...
This story is not textbook bdsm. There are no chains, whips, blindfold or leather. Instead it's about loving emotional control, which I find more intriquing. It may not be to the taste of some bdsm purists as it offers a different form of control. * Neither of them addressed but it was obvious there was a change in their relationship. They were warmer, mor...