Summary: A nude model and art professor fuck after class. Note 1: This is a VALENTINES DAY 2016 Contest story. Note 2: Thanks to goamz86, Robert, Wayne and cuckdynasty for editing this story. FIRST CUMS FUCK, THEN CUMS MARRIAGE It's funny how life works. It's funny how one random conversation leads to one trivial decision, which leads to one amazing enc...
Schooled by Anna I woke up sore all over lying on a floor. "What happened? Where am I? Yes, Gina took me to meet Anna. The woman was supposed to be some sort of couples counselor. I guess that was just another of Gina's malicious jokes and more her crazy sex games. That woman is no counselor. Gina left me with the bitch to be chained to a table and whipped....
I hope you all enjoy this story. I appreciate any feedback you care to send, and will respond to all who desire it. I really do appreciate any and all notes and letters received from readers of this site. Please, as the 42nd St. vendors say, be 18 or be gone (actually, in my day, it was 21, but that was years ago). Again, please enjoy. * Meanwhile, Michael...
The limousine pulled through the imposing rod iron gate, the words "EROS ACADEMY" emblazoned above it. As the wheels rolled up the long driveway, past the manicured lawns and fountains, Michael felt his heart flutter as he looked at the tremendous building on the other end of the grounds. He could see other cars and gaggles of people milling about. He swallo...
Chapter 4: Linda Opens Up Even More My stay with Linda and Dave had come to an end and as much as I hated to say it, I had to leave. My visit with them had been a real adventure and had turned their life upside down. I'm not really sure how Dave felt about it, but I knew Linda was on top of the world. My bags were packed and sitting at the door as I turned...
NOTE TO READERS: This is the next-to-last installment of the story. Ch. 10, which I will post in a day or so, will be the end. Many thanks to those of you who posted responses and suggestions for the story. I am honored by your interest and your comments, even the negative ones. – Ohio ** ** ** ** ** When I arrived at the house on Monday, I was not surpris...
At a few minutes past eight I knocked on the door. A nice touch, I thought—sends a clear message to Marianne that I don't live here anymore. She immediately opened the door, giving me a shy smile. She still looked pale, but had done her makeup very carefully. My wife was a beautiful woman—in any other context it would have taken my breath away just to look a...
The next day dragged. In the morning I was exhausted and depressed; it was harder than ever even to fake any normalcy to Marianne. Fortunately, she had an early meeting and left right away, leaving me to breakfast and the newspaper on my own. At work I was so listless that my best friend Steve came into my office and closed the door. "Is something going on,...
Cassie gasped, jumping in her seat as the clap of thunder and splitting bolt of lightning across the screen lit the theater like daylight for an instant. In her momentary panic, she grabbed at the armrest, the fingers of her left hand finding instead the warm forearm of her fellow movie-goer and best friend, Andrew. Their met eyes for a moment, hers still w...
Our villain gets his just deserts here (and later on) and those of you who like scorched earth will now have a bone to chew on. Nevertheless, I sincerely believe that a married relationship between two good, but fundamentally human, people is never a matter of black, or white. So now it is time to explore the forces at play in this story. As usual, thank you...