*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. *Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-check. You have been forewarned; expect to find mistakes. *** Terri Combs stood in front of the Burns & Burns grocery store. The June heat was brutal enough, but the sun was s...
My wife and I are in our 40's, and have been together for over twenty years. We have always enjoyed a fantastic sex life, but have become more and more adventurous over the years. We have been skinny dipping and naked hot-tubbing with other couples, have played strip poker and truth or dare, and on several occasions my wife has even stood on a table and stri...
*inspired by the song 'The Parting Glass'* I sat in the kitchen, by myself, just as I did every night since my wife had gone. In front of me sat a bottle of Cooley's Irish whiskey, almost empty. I didn't mind finishing a good bottle, since it was the only company I had anymore. I sloshed some around in my glass a little. Staring into the brown liquid, I cou...
Shelly Swanson lay in bed pretending she was asleep. Her pussy throbbed as she thought about the screaming orgasms she’d had yesterday with Roger Davis. His long thick cock had reached places where no one had ever touched. She was lying on her side with a hand firmly wedged between her plump thighs. Her wet pussy throbbed on the tip of the index finger she h...
Blinking sleep from her eyes, Leigh hesitantly creeps into the room after the hasty summoning from her room. Her Master stands against the window, his attention elsewhere as she pauses just inside the door. A small table lays askew, its legs broken in front of the chair nearest the fireplace. "Don't just stand there slave." He barks, moving into the ring of...
Hello Readers, Sorry that it has been so long since I have posted. I have been busy and away from these two for far too long. I hope you all enjoy the last few chapters. I have to admit that I am getting sad that the honeymoon is drawing to a close, but all good things come to an end. Still a few more scenes though. Thank you all for sticking with these tw...
I couldn't believe I was about to do this, either. If you've read the previous story, you already know that I went to a strip club last week, looking for a black woman. And I found her. Staci Summers. I hired her to come to the house on the night of my fifteenth wedding anniversary, to help my husband exorcise once and for all, this all-consuming desire he...
"Woohoo! It's here!" Brianna ran down the stairs to the front door. She was talking to herself, but didn't care. She had been waiting two days for the package to arrive and got so excited when the white and blue delivery truck stopped outside her house. "Hi." Brianna smiled at the deliveryman. He was probably around her age and looked geeky, cute with his t...
Edited by Angel Love * "It's a very dry white Rhine wine!" Amanda said as she laid her backpack on the back seat of the Volvo. "Ah yes! My favorite and what, may I ask, possessed you to bring it with you?" Ron inquired. "I mean it's just a picnic." "Hmmmm." she said with a smile. "Secret okay?" Ron knew she wouldn't divulge her motives and he secretl...
It was a particularly hot summer in late '90s: Jody and I had been married for just a few months. We lived in a small rented house together with a few friends, and as it was the middle of the summer break, most had left the college town to spend the time with friends and family. Jody and I had stayed at the house, along with our housemate Mike. It was a beau...