"Please, Thomas, don't let me do this! if this is the end, then let it be the end for both of us!" Lisa sobbed in her husband's arms with the warm shower water pouring over them. "My love, you cannot be talking like that," said Thomas, lovingly placed a hand on his wife's growing baby bump "you have our little angel to think about now, you have to live for...
Yippee, here we go, it's time for the second half! I don't know if you caught last years exciting Super Bowl game, but trust me, I'm not likely to ever forget it, certainly not the first half; and we'll just be seeing about the second half! If you read the first part of this bawdy tale, titled SISTER-IN-LAW'S SUPER BOWL HYJINKS, then you know why too. Withou...
This is a story about a man who enjoys watching his wife have sex with other men, if this offends you or you don't like it, well you have been warned! To the rest who like a good story in this genre we hope you enjoy!! * A few weeks ago Jolene and I flew to Atlanta to attend a close friend's wedding. Jolene and I had known Pete for several years and were l...
Sam held the black-and-white photograph of his first wife in the gnarled fingers of his hand. "Here's looking at you, kid," he said, holding it up towards his failing eyes, as much aware of the liver spots on the back of his hand as of Jenny's prim beauty. Her delicate hands were crossed over a pleated knee-length skirt and her face shone in the white sunl...
I was nervous. I mean, of course I was, how could I not be? Everyone is nervous on their wedding day, it's a big day, a commitment, especially when you're 26. I mean, it's not like I'm afraid of commitment, many of my boyfriends in the past would be able to tell you that; I wasn't exactly the type of person who would be reserved when it came to going all out...
One recent summer evening, on my way home after a long client meeting, I scanned radio stations hoping to find some music to lift my mood, or at least keep me awake. The Public Radio station's current events program might have held my interest any other evening, but my tired mind merged the voices into one monotonous drone. Jazz? "Classic" rock? Ah, classica...
It's been a couple of weeks now since we took Matt to school. It was a good parting weekend - we got to our hotel in Columbia a few hours before Lisa was due off work. Matt was going to sleep at Lisa's boyfriend's apartment that night; he would take his stuff with him when we met her for dinner. Meanwhile, he was stretched out on one of the beds in our room...
Quiet as it's kept, the Black cuckolding lifestyle is flourishing in the bedrooms of Black men and Black women across the world, folks. My name is Abdirashid Osman and I'm a big and tall Black Muslim gentleman living in the City of Marietta, Georgia. I was born right outside the City of Atlanta in the summer of 1982, to Abdullahi Osman, a Somali-born America...
"Mmmphhh," Alice mumbled through the dish towel covering her mouth. A stab of panic rushed through her, now a little worried about telling her husband Steve her fantasy. The shuffling footsteps across the garage floor reached her ears, barely audible above the sounds of music and the party going on outside. Alice's eyes were covered as well, but she knew it...
It was the night before the wedding and Mark was getting excited. Not long now before his chastity device can come off and he can start a new chapter of his life. He was in his bedroom with his mum and sisters who were preparing him for the big day ahead. Mum, Donna and Melanie had a couple of bottles of champagne to share between them as they prepared Mark...