Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. *** Candy slept like the dead after her evening with Mr. Morgan and his three friends. She had never had more than one lover before so she walked with a limp the next two days and decided to wait a week before an encore with Mr. Morgan. Ron knew that Candy was tired and sore so h...
Andrea Vargas stood in the kitchen of her large, South Florida home, chopping vegetables and preparing ingredients for that night's dinner. The 38-year-old curvy housewife wore pink leggings, white flip flops, and a light pink t-shirt she had tied off at her belly button to give her tight midriff some air on the warm afternoon. By that time, her husband and...
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Mrs. Jones is a 42-year-old physiotherapist, married to a wealthy lawyer whom she had a son with. She named her son Jimmy and he is currently 19 years old. Despite giving birth at a young age and unlike most moms, Mrs. Jones had a great tendency to improve the look and feel of her body. Many years have gone by and not a single time where her husband, Jared w...
"No one is more hated than he who speaks the truth." ― Plato Dried snot caked his nostrils, forcing the playground bully to breathe through his mouth. Fists balled into cords of sinew, he perspired amidst the four square diamond, in the midday Sun. He'd definitely lost control of the situation. Across the pitch, staring him down, was the entire student b...
"God, I can't fucking believe this." I say to myself while driving. "Our son is getting bullied, and what does he say? 'Just go talk to him yourself, I have to finish this report for work.', what father says that?!? God... Sometimes I wish I never married him..." I say to myself, angry at my husband for not coming with me. Most of all, I'...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
This is my alternate version of the events of Wanda At the Beach that had been requested. It is Wanda telling her own made-up version of events for the pleasure of her husband. All characters are over the age of 18. *** Dear Julie First of all happy anniversary. I am so sorry we couldn't be together for our first anniversary. I understand and I love that...
Chapter 8: He Leaves a Mark Leslie lay on her right side with her legs spread so that her right was on the bed and left was up and bent at the knee. Her right hand was massaging her button and her left was stimulating her g-spot. Open next to her was her laptop, the video that was playing showed a muscular bum rising and falling as its owner thrust into a w...
I felt my phone buzz for the 8th time today, it was her again. She was desperate for more, little did the stupid whore know, I was planning her final humiliation. I had ignored her messages all day but now she was calling my phone. Letting it ring out, I messaged her with a time and some instructions. "Go to the store and buy a dog collar and leash. 9:30 p...