It is recommended that you read Part One first, if you have not already done so. *** I was taken aback when my colleague, Samuel, bet me one hundred pounds he could get my wife pregnant. I was already regretting the previous bet I had made with him that he wouldn't be able to seduce her, then manipulating events at my employer's dinner dance to load the od...
"You. Stole. My. Rope!" Alrek drew a dagger from his boot, eyes blazing. "Damn catgirls!" Anna blinked. She looked at Alrek, then at the strange cat-eared fey girl. The fey shrugged. "What? I didn"t know he was with you." She leaned in closer, giving a faint purr. Anna distinctly smelled catnip. "But not with you in that way, I hope. I want to have you a...
I love my husband, I really do, and I'd bet money that he loves me, but that won't stop the divorce I see coming. When it comes time to apportion blame it will be a fifty-fifty split even though I could have stopped it at any time. But just as love is love, dumb is dumb and I was dumb enough to believe that Chuck knew what he wanted and that he could handle...
A Silky Adventure This is a stand alone story, but makes more sense if you start with Adventures of Silky #1 * My name is Silky, I'm almost 21, and I live with my owner/lover/Daddy George and my sister/lover Jessica in Alabama. We all sleep together in one big bed, and life is generally sweet. We are college students. Jess is tall and blonde with blue eye...
I have been married to Molly for ten years and most of that time I've fantasized about her cuckolding me by having sex with other men. Until last year it remained just a fantasy, of which I dared not speak for fear of her reaction. I had no idea what she would think, but I doubted it would be at all positive and once that genie is out of the bottle you can't...
Prologue: There Are Limits Inspired by the new Bioware MMO set in the Star Wars universe. I own none of the characters, obviously. * Ensign Peters was dead. When Sulmad had threatened to go to his superior, he'd gone for his blaster. Fool or not, slow or not, ally (allegedly) or not you pulled a blaster on the smuggler, you died. Shooting to wound was...
I'd caught a lift home from Mike and he suggested that I have dinner with him and watch the game. In case you're wondering, Mike and I live close to each other so we'd carpool to work. Saves us money and we're both going to the same place so why not? Anyway, not having any plans for the evening except to watch the game, I agreed. This way I got a free meal a...
On a sunny Saturday morning a little while ago I woke up next to my gorgeous husband Robert, and realised that I had become a nymphomaniac. I hadn't changed overnight, it happened gradually, and my wonderful husband must accept some of the blame, as it was his fantasies which started me on my journey from faithful wife, well fairly faithful, to sex crazed s...
This story is presented in five parts. The story is finished and all chapters have been submitted, so hopefully you should be able to get into the story and enjoy a chapter every day. As always, your comments and observations are welcome. * My arms went around Patrick's neck, my nose nuzzling into his cheek. I left a kiss there as I pulled back a bit and s...
Chapter Thirty Both girls were exhausted from the experience and journey to Sicily and back. Amanda rolled onto her side and looked at herself in the closet door mirror. "I wonder if we run into Carlo walking down the street, if he'll know us, or is he just a character in a book manufactured somehow by the library?" she said aloud. Sylvia moved behind her...