©2011 1946EW Gregg Owens was smiling broadly as he reached under the table and brought out the 2 X 4. As he held the polished 3 ft. hickory slab, most of the other party goers of his firm also begin smiling, most with shit-eating grins. Eyes flitted from Maude Roukema, the sexagenarian bookkeeper, to Rodney Skelton, the 19-year old office boy. Rod was not s...
I walked up to the table and stood there. My wife's jaw dropped and her mouth was an open gaping hole. I think it was the most unattractive I had ever seen her look. Douglas started to rise but I held up my hand and said, "No Douglas don't get up. As long as you are sitting you are safe but if you get up I will be forced to knock your teeth down your throat....
Being a housewife isn't all bad. I spend all day doing things I enjoy doing, setting my own schedule. And I loved my husband. There wasn't a man alive that could make me happier. But today had been rough. I didn't have a whole lot of housework and dinner was in the slowcooker, so I had a lot of free time. Usually, I spend my free time with a good book, but...
First story for some time, but at least it's a reasonable length this time. Be warned that there are no detailed sex scenes, so pass on if that doesn't suit you. All the characters are completely fictional, as is the story, though I dare say that some of the events are not unknown in this world we live in. Hope you let me know if you enjoy it...Or didn't for...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** I never expected what happened that night. I had the queen's egg deep in me and when I arrived in the King's bedroom I found him not moving. Not breathing. He had passed. The autopsy showed that he had choked to death on a piece of meat. I had 16 hours before the egg in me...
I think I'm in the clear for now. The police have come and gone, and the hotel staff has cleared the hallway outside my room. If I could, I'd try to get some sleep, but after what I've just been through, that would be difficult. So I'll try to write down exactly what happened this week, while it's fresh in my mind, in case my lawyer needs it in the morning....
Author's Note: Fiction. Gregg is accepted in a way he never thought possible. This time, in spite of my sore ass, I slept well. The next morning Miss Becky took me to work herself. She slipped me a phone number just before I got out of the car. "Call me on that number if you have to stay late at work. It's my cell," she said. "If you do not call me I will e...
The following night, Thursday, I was not on service duty and so ate with everyone, but even though the conversation was pleasant, I did not seem to be learning anything new about what was going on in the house. After dessert I went to my room. A couple of hours later, Miss Becky walked in. After I kissed her feet, she had me stand up. With a look of disgust...
1. Please feel free to leave any comments, criticisms, questions or suggestions below as this is my first attempt at writing an erotic story. It may be a little while before this story is finished as I have to focus on school. 2. Don't expect this to be realistic 3. All characters are over 18 and fictional. Any relations to real people, living or dead is...
By Lacy My husband hates cunnilingus. He'll do it if I beg, but he just doesn't have a taste for it (sorry; I just had to toss in the pun). Even if I offered to suck his cock for twice the time he works on my clit, he just doesn't want to do it. I used to press him about why he didn't like it. Once he complained, "You have a strong scent down there that I...