Browsing an internet chat room late one night, we stumbled upon each other innocently enough. We each had our own reasons for being there that night. Finding a kindred spirit in one another was an unexpected surprise. Yet, as casual conversation gave way to deeper, more meaningful discussion, we soon realized this was more than your average chat. So began o...
My husband poured himself a whiskey on the rocks then sat down in the chair facing the bed. I stood in front of the bed with two men I barely knew. I met them in a club on Bourbon Street only an hour earlier. We didn't talk much. Dave, the more muscular of the two offered to buy me a drink. At the same time Will, the taller man asked if I wanted to dance. I...
This is the fourth installment of my series: We are in the Lifestyle Now - for background read: We are in the Lifestyle Now - Chapter 1: "My husband wants me to fuck you!," We are in the Lifestyle Now Chapter 2 "In the back door," and We are in the Lifestyle Now - Chapter 3: Double Double Penetration anonymous Chapter 4: Stacey at the Sexquerade Backgrou...
Ray sat at his desk and stared at the clock hanging on the wall in front of him. "Two thirty! I've had it. I can't take anymore today." He said to himself. Ray was a computer programmer in a large office and he had been working too many long hours lately. He could feel the burnout eating away at his spirit and knew he needed to take some time off in the wors...
Being a huge fan of the late, great American artist Bill Ward and his gorgeous girlie art, I decided to pay homage to him by interpreting a few of his suggestive cartoons onto paper. Therefore, the following filth below is what I'd like to imagine occurred before the punchline of the cartoon. For best results, please don't skip to the end! Sliding the dre...
I've wanted this for so long. I finally got the courage to find the right domme to help me, met her for an interview, explained what I wanted, what I needed. Oh yes. Needed. I sit in a cubicle during the day and dream of the time coming soon, soon, and look at my calendar and mark the days. I sit in a cubicle and act demure and petite and smile and think "J...
My first submission so please be gentle with me! I'd love feedback! Let me know what you think! ***** Celia Harris had been Tommy's agent since he published his first fiction novel. She loved the book and Tommy was lauded as the next big author. There was talk of screenplays and sequels. His advances for his second book were in the six figure range. But h...
Note: Written with the permission of Likegoodwine. I just couldn't see the husband staying married after Sheila's revenge. Sheila cheated without any proof, after only hearing part of the guy's conversation. After all, the word "pussy" has two meanings doesn't it? Some of you will like my ending; most won't, and you know what? I can live with that! What a...
“She’s perfect, man. Where do ya find them?” He smirked. Where indeed? Where do you go to find a young girl, willing to become a submissive little slut at your beck and call? To be honest, he wasn’t quite sure. This new girl, Kelly, was a long way from being his first. He was thirty two now – old enough to know better, young enough to get off on it – and Ke...
Nathan Thomas came home early from work that night. He murmured a greeting to the baby-sitter and went upstairs to look at his sleeping baby. After kissing him on the cheek, he went back downstairs and told the babysitter that she could go home. "Oh, it's okay," she replied, "My mom can't pick me up until 10 anyways." Nathan shrugged and plopped down on t...