She lived in an apartment complex at the north end of town, what would have been the wrong side of the tracks if there were a railroad. The buildings needed paint, the trash needed picking up, the outdoor lights were in tough shape. It was the kind of place where you worried about who might be waiting in the stairwells at night. I followed her up the narrow...
Author's Note: My apologies to my readers. Every now and again, something strange crawls into my mind. This story was caused by reading Anne Rice's book 'The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty.' I thought the book was one thing, and found it to be something very different. It is out of my system now and I will return to my novel that nears completion. It will be on...
On the plane, we took to come back to Italy, there was another mixed couple like us: he was Italian, and she was from Moscow. They had the seats close to ours, just on the other side of the corridor. So we started to talk, and we became friends. They too had come to Moscow for the New Year, to visit the parents of hers. And they too lived in Tuscany, close t...
Regina Eloise Mayfair was sat in her garden having afternoon tea; she was on her own again. The only company she ever had these days were her 2 servants. Jenny the house maid, and Eddie the chauffeur. She was trying to understand how her life had taken this path, and how it had led to here? At nearly 37, Regina was in her prime as a woman, she had everythi...
This is an attempt to write an additional ending to Gossog's story entitled "That Was No Lady That Was My Wife". With his approval I submit it and hope it does justice to his tale of cheating and cuckolding. Please be aware that it is a tale about a beautiful but evil cuckolding wife who started to have sex right in front of her husband during an office part...
...I'd got to decide, forever, betwixt two things, and I knowed it. I studied a minute, sort of holding my breath, and then says to myself: "All right then, I'll go to hell." —Mark Twain, The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn *** I was still on my knees when Beetlesmith began a new conversation. "Hell is neither here nor there for now. Those ends are some di...
"Lord Banchforth," a voice said indistinctly as I sat with father's lawyers in father's study as they explained father's last will and testament to myself and those of my family who remained after father's calamitous accident, "My Lord!" he insisted. I realised I was the one he was addressing, "Yes?" I replied. "There remains the matter of Miss Grace Harco...
She drove fast. I stared out the window, barely able to see the landscape as it flashed by. I recognized none of it, but it didn't matter. My mind was stuck on Mom. I had just met her and now she was gone. I didn't know why it hit me so hard, she had abandoned me but part of me wondered if maybe she had every intention of meeting me at the bar that night to...
Day two of our cruise started with the sun shining through the open balcony slider and a slight, warm breeze dancing over our naked bodies. The rhythmic sound of waves breaking against the hull was memorizing, almost hypnotic. My beautiful wife of 20 years and I lay exhausted on the cum stained sheets she and her bull made without me last night. We were both...
Hey my fine and lovely people! This is another super long chapter, and it was wearing so long I decided to divide the massive sex scene at the end in half. Sorry to do that to you all, but if you wanna voice your complaints, just drop me a line at the e-mail in my profile page, I can take it. Enjoy! ***** Things were very different as I made my way back th...