I'd been in John and Sue's basement family room many times. We'd had neighborhood billiard tournaments, poker games and holiday parties. In many ways, it was the neighborhood party place. But today was different. Sue and I were alone. The very pretty, blond, 37 year old, mother of two was naked. A lavender silk scarf restrained her hands in front of her and...
Authors notes: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real life characters or situations is completely coincidental. You Belong to Me is a story of a happily married couple with all of the hallmarks of a successful marriage wherein the wife takes another man as lover. I do not use the term cuckold with this tale, nor most others, because I feel the de...
"I'm bo-ored," Bunny said in a singsong tone as she leaned over Leon's shoulder. Leon swatted irritably at her head, but she just ducked back and started skipping around the table, singing, "Bored bored borededy bored, boredy bored bored bored bored..." "Alright, who let the Bunny have sugar?" Kathleen snarked, prompting a round of desultory laughter from t...
David woke early that Saturday morning to find his cupboards bare and his refrigerator stocked with some spoiled milk and a stale bowl of instant mac and cheese. It had been about six weeks since he last worked and the portly writer had been supporting himself by working temp jobs for a local agency. The portly twenty something had recently moved to the city...
I almost don't know where to begin, so I guess I will just start with Sharon and what she is like. Sharon is small, nearly all of the women in my life have been. No idea why, I just lean that way, maybe part of my tendency towards dominance. I do know that I run the show most of the time, my woman needs to do what I say within reason. I am not harsh, I am j...
I have never been accused of being a nice guy which didn't bother me at all because I wasn't. I was an asshole and I knew it, but even though I was an asshole what happened wouldn't have if I hadn't disliked Tony so much and if he hadn't pissed me off just one time too many. Tony was my supervisor at work. He was one of those dick-wads that climb the ladder...
***Yes, it is safe to assume that those involved in sexual acts are at least 18. Also, this story is completely true. This is an account of the events of and leading up to my first time. There is very little actual dialogue because it seems like so much has happened since then that I barely remember much of what was said. What dialogue there is has been al...
Tip of the hat to Partisan for the idea I walked up the steps of San Laconia High School with my books. Finally a chance to give back, an opportunity to do something for the underprivileged. Since my student-activist days at UCLA, I dreamed of teaching in a South Central school, and there I was, my first day as a teacher. After getting teacher certificatio...
*Author's Note: While all the Tales from the Club stories are stand alone it is recommended that you read them in the order of publication for greatest effect as some may be continuations of previous ones.* ***** Patricia sat at the bar of the club, eyeing a submissive greedily sucking her master's cock under the table. She looked at the scene longingly, w...
Samantha Deval relaxed on her couch, hugging her legs and watching baby hummingbirds flutter and feed outside her apartment window. This was the best part of her day, she thought sadly, a mockery of her mother's voice echoing through her brain. Despite her mother's craziness, the old witch had been right about one thing – Daniel Blumgold would be a good husb...