Wednesday morning, I woke up feeling my husband's cock pressing against the small of my back. I reached back and wrapped my hand around his shaft, getting it nice hard and throbbing. Then, right before he was about to get on top of me, I looked at the alarm clock and jumped out of bed, saying: "Oh shit, I am gonna be late... shit, shit, shit." I grabbed some...
Author's note: the following story is purely a work of fiction and any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. The author wishes to express his gratitude to Copperbutterfly for her editing to make this a better story. As the majority partner of a syndicate that owned a floating casino moored permanently on the banks of the Mississippi,...
I have to admit that I never, ever thought that I would be writing a story to a web site. My name is Joanie. I am 38 years old, 5'7", thick dark brown hair and a very womanly figure, with 38D breasts (for those of you who need to know) and wide, but very firm, athletic hips. I have been told that I have a perfect complexion. My very creamy white breasts are...
Mike and Susan had been married for 15 years and for their wedding anniversary Mike had promised Susan a long weekend in Amsterdam. Both their boys were now at boarding school in the West Country and it struck Mike as a way to celebrate and reconnect with each other. They both had stressful jobs - Mike in a business requiring a lot of travel and Susan as a r...
I wanted to play with the "gottcha" vibe that is so near and dear to the hearts of the Loving Wives set. It seems to me that the jealousy and outrage that stems from the protagonist discovering that the wife is cheating with her boss/co-worker/his brother/best friend/a neighbor/a biker gang/an infantry platoon/the family dog/or all of the above is the cath...
Note From The Author :- Let me apologise first of all to everyone who has read my story 'Betrayal'. That story was, in the opinion of many readers, left unfinished and needed closure. As tends to happen nowadays, when I decided to 'finish' the story, I found the characters developing more and more in my mind as I wrote the follow up and consequently, it b...
It was a rainy Friday evening. My friend, Matt, and I had been drinking at the downtown pub where we have met every Monday and Friday for the past six years or so. Somehow, the conversation steered towards sex. The subject of sex doesn't come up too often, and, in the past, Matt has been pretty tight-lipped about his bedroom sessions with his wife, Tracie....
By Woodmanone copyright February/2011 Please consider reading the Trilogy of "The Trail West, Winterborn, and The Gathering to better understand how those characters and events flow into this story. Reading Part 1 will set the stage for this continuation of the story. Constructive comments and emails are very welcome and much appreciated. If you like or...
My husband, Steve, and I met in college in another state. After graduation, we moved to the small rural community where he grew up. He was popular in High School, and was dating Anne, who is now the minister of our church. When Anne's husband was killed in a car wreck, Steve was there to comfort her. Old feelings and her loss, and well, one thing led to anot...
Ever since being watched by the construction crew next door (in Spanish Fly), the show for Curt, my best friend (The Exhibitionist) Karen loves showing off her body. Her stage performances (The Exhibitionist 2) made her want more men to watch her and added a little sex to the mix. (The Exhibitionist 3) Karen took her act to work and then home to her family i...