It was after 2:00 in the morning. Brian was surprised when his wife's sister appeared in the kitchen while he was rummaging around in the fridge. He was immediately uncomfortable because all he was wearing for pajamas was a baggy pair of cotton shorts. As Brian watched her, Stacey walked over to the kitchen island. She was in the process of going through her...
I'm not quite sure how to explain it other than to tell the story. My husband, of 10 years, and I had virtually identical dreams, had the dream on the same night and it involved the same person. How weird is that? It was a few days before Christmas and everyone was home for the holidays. It was great seeing everyone too. I would later find out that I get to...
This is a continuation of the Sherry's Test Series. It will make more sense if it is read in order but each chapter stands on it's own. This chapter contains light spanking and humiliation in a family environment. It does NOT contain any sex. It is mainly about submissive females and dominant males. This story is meant as a completely fictional, unrealisti...
I was brushing my hair in the small dressing room of a unisex bathroom when my new father-in-law's brother walked in and strode up to the facilities behind me. A commode and a bit further away a urinal were attached to the wall. He stood in front of the commode. An impossibly loud ...Z-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-P... echoed in my ears as he opened his fly. This couldn'...
I am Sharadha living in Chennai I'm 39, my husband is Ganesh he is 51 a nice gentlemen we have two kids my son is 14 and my daughter is 8. We are a happy family. Ganesh works in a good MNC and earns good income. We had a very active sexual life in our early days but lately he is getting a bit relaxed, and may be he is thinking its time to move to the next st...
As Salam Alaikum, folks. My name is Mira Masayuki-Jones, and I'm a Japanese-Canadian Muslim woman living in the City of Toronto, Ontario. Bet that last bit definitely got your attention. You don't see a lot of Muslims in the Japanese Diaspora, partly because of my people's xenophobia and their devotion to the Shinto faith. I will forever be the odd woman out...
I was totally pissed off! 'To hell with them,' I thought. I'd been doing a good job with the Marshal's service but if this is the way that they wanted to treat me, my people, and my work, then they could take that star and stick it where the sun don't shine! I stomped out. Tying my horse to the back of the medical wagon I told my wives climb on, as I'd...
The following flash story stems from a corny sense of humour coupled with the itch to do something different. Be warned, the story has little BTB, no RAAC and even less sex than primetime TV. Read only if you can tolerate LW presented in the form of a monologue spiced with a healthy dose of holiday humour. While it's not a great piece, I sincerely dedicate t...
Lisa drove home fast and mad, cursing continually. Her bright blue eyes were flashing dangerously as she stared out at the highway, barely paying attention. "That motherfucker," she growled. "Five fucking years of my life I have given him!" She yelled out in the car, pounding the palm of one hand on the steering wheel. "And for what?!" she asked the empty SU...
Joyce accepted Roger's hand as she exited the taxi that he'd arranged an hour before they were scheduled to arrive at Reno's to meet Joyce's sister Abigail and her date Tucker. Her slim fingers rested snugly in his strong hand. They were welcomed into the restaurant where Roger pulled a small card from inside his jacket, handed it to the hostess and then the...