*Author's note* This is a bit slow and is a 'to be continued story'. It's about a wife slowly becoming a whore and the husband more than enjoying it. If you don't like this type of story, then don't read it. * Perceptions slowly change overtime. We become more accepting of ideas that are, at first, quite different, quite out of the 'norm'. At first she wa...
The Blues It was May, near the end of the school year. Jean-Paul and the rest of the "French Teachers" would soon be going home, with only a few returning in the fall. None of the women I knew were planning to come back, and neither was Jean-Paul. To arrange for their return all the Teachers, with a few exemptions, gathered at the Department of Education in...
Call me Sam, if you please. It's a lot easier to pronounce than Samiyah, I've learned painfully over the years. In my experience, westerners like to shorten and westernize Arabic names every chance they get. Most people can't even pronounce my last name, Nasir-Al-Din, so I don't even bother telling it to them. I was born in the City of Najran, southwestern S...
"More cream for your tart, dear Constance?" Lady Emma brushed my hand with hers as she passed me the silver-clad tub of whipped cream, and I blushed—not only at her intimate touch by a hand that had known me to the depths, but at the tight little smile and the arch that had gone to her well-plucked eyebrows when she mouthed the word "tart." I felt so expos...
Ann was on a roll. Her sex was becoming an obsession. But where better to let it blossom than here at this resort? Her seduction tactics had been working perfectly. According to their protocol, she went to breakfast by herself to cruise for her next target. Sure enough, she spied what she was looking for. An older woman was dining alone. She was quite attrac...
In an instant, my world went as silent as my own voice. We stood, Jim and I, looking at each other in the garden, while the planets ceased to rotate around us as if they, too, were waiting for this singular issue to resolve into focus. I looked up at my friend, and just above his tear stained face, a silver strand glinted in the golden afternoon light, and...
"I'm your girlfriend's pinch hitter tonight," she said to me, sliding in next to my barstool, her tits rubbing against my forearms and diverting my attention from the Orioles game on the television screen above the taps. And, yes, they were losing. I recognized her, albeit vaguely. Not that she was hard on the eyes, mind you, but she was one of those women...
The young girl awoke to dank aroma of mold and sweat; the smell drenching her senses. She felt her stomach in knots, and although it coiled madly she dared to open her eyes and gaze at her surroundings. She grimaced as she sat up on what appeared to be an engorged slab of stone and looked down at herself. Bewildered, as she realized that she was only clad in...
Joyce Randall's cell phone rang. She raced across the bedroom, the towel flapping about her mature body. She cursed as she noted the name of the caller, Ex-husbeast. Stealing her nerves for the battle that was sure to come, she hit the answer button. "Yes, Jason, what is it now?" she demanded. "I'm running a bit late. Work has been frantic this week," Joyce...
Aporno 13 – NASA vs the Space Vixen Inspired by the classic Russ Meyer movies of the 70s. In 1970, a series of events occurred in the JSC that have remained strictly classified by NASA in the interests of national security until now. First contact was made between humans and an extra-terrestrial lifeform... Day 1. It was a hot and sticky day in Texas. T...