Author's note: We have received lots of feedback from you, our readers, on our story, and we appreciate all the helpful hints and the constructive criticism. Several of you have asked us to submit "The stories"…, you know, the ones that got all of this started. So, we decided to include them, from time to time as we tell our continuing story. Since most of R...
Maxine sat in a booth stroking her hair waiting for Ashley to bring her a drink from the bar. The Rovers was busy tonight. Some were regulars and some were unknown faces. Janice Battersby leaned on the gate to the bar talking to Betty. "God I wish I was young again" said Janice looking at the way dopey Maxine fawned over Ashley. "YOU!!" exclaimed Betty in...
Betty Rubble sat in the window watching her son Bam Bam playing in the garden. Barney was at work as usual and Betty was bored. She thought about going next door and seeing what Wilma was up to. If nothing else, the kids could always play in Pebbles room while the adults got busy. Betty and Wilma had been friends for years and lovers for almost as long. It...
Author's Note: Thanks to Tom Collins and Lordmikel for helping with editing this story and other suggestions. I hope you enjoy the variety and as always comments are encouraged and enjoyed. ~ Red Betty stood looking out at the group of Senior Scouts. She sighed. How had they gotten to this point? How had they gone from the leading troop in cookie sales to t...
"What makes you think I haven't been masturbating since I lost my panties a few rounds ago?" Quinne said brazenly. Betty's blue eyes opened wide with surprise as she took in the statement. Their strip poker game had been going for a while, and the tall muscular brunette had been sitting nude at the table for more than a dozen rounds now. Quinne always seeme...
Diego sat with his chin in hand, playing idly with the two-day old stubble on it. They'd been hurtling through space on a very specific course, but what that course was he didn't know. Betty would chatter to the navigation computer every now and then and there would be a slight adjustment in the flight, then it would continue for hours with no excitement....
Friday Mark knocked on my office door, "Got a minuet Sam?" "Sure what's up?" "Well Sally and I were wondering if you Terry and Betty would like to come over for New years and then go to the beach the next day. Betty can bring a date of course." I looked at him kind of hard. "Well I don't know. I will have to check with Terry and see if they have any plan...
This is a continuation of the story. Chapter 2 was a year of change for everyone. The kinky Betty Bucher—Weather Girl became a widow. Her son, Robbie—my best friend, took a job in California after graduating from Princeton. Beautiful Carol (sister/aunt) became human (former real bitch) but still lives in Chicago. I became a civilian (Whew!!); got accepted...
...Like many others, sex addiction is progressive. It often starts with a relatively harmless behavior such as excessive masturbation while watching porn. Over time, however, it typically leads to other types of sexual activity that may be very risky or blatantly dangerous... Further, sex addicts frequently engage in paraphilias (sexual behaviors that are c...
When Jim came home from playing golf, his wife Betty was waiting at the door. Jim knew something was wrong. "Follow me," was all she said. Jim followed the nicely shaped woman of thirty nine through the house. Betty wasn't model material but she was more than Jim had ever hoped to land. She had a nice figure, she was fun and treated Jim good. Jim knew Be...