I have a buddy, Chris, who's been my best bud since we were kids. We grew up on farms, one canyon apart. Walking over the ridge between us to play famous explorer or some other kid's game was pretty common when we were ten and nine and older. There was a big rock formation on my dad's farm that likely had been put there by someone in the long past as a rock...
"Have you got any reactions on your Facebook?" Chris asks when drinking our coffee after breakfast. I don't know. I open the program and Chris guides me around. Most of the people I tried to connect with, have accepted the invitation. Not all, but that would have been very unlikely. Already it is amazing how many people have opened their Facebook in such...
Thanks for taking the time to read this. Based on some of the feedback from my previous submissions, I have included the wife's perspective here. I am not sure if I succeeded and frankly it went against the grain a little. I hope it is well received and invite any and all constructive criticism. I ignore criticism from anonymous posters unless it's pos...
This is the next chapter in the continuing story of Mika's transformation from a nice little wife to a complete cock slave. It picks exactly where the previous story ended, so if you haven't read it I would suggest going back and reading "From Wife to Slut Slave" in order to get the gist of the story. As I had said in my previous installment, I am in way a...
Self Discipline -- It was harsh punishment but it lead her to him... Storyline: She had done some pretty bad stuff. But the courts were willing to be lenient. She could volunteer for a year of self imposed punishment. Or she could go to the women's prison and probably wind up the cell block fuck toy. But then she never would have met the man of her dreams....
Copyright PennameWombat July 2019 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual...
Terri stood up and walked toward Chris, never taking her eyes off of his throbbing cock, as if she was in a trance. Chris watched her lithe, incredible body with a smile, as she walked straight up to him and straddled him on the couch. She looked Chris in the eye as she reached down and placed his dickhead at the entrance to her pussy and lowered herself ont...
"So, what do you want for your birthday?" "Wow, I wasn't expecting anything given our current circumstances." "Why, just because we're on the outs right now doesn't mean I don't want to you to have something from me on your birthday." "Hey, that's great. I'm really pleased." It didn't take me long to come up with a suggestion. It was something I'd though...
TO BE READ BY ADULTS AT LEAST 21 YEARS OF AGE ---------- The bed creaked and Todd opened his eyes. He longed for the disorientation he woke up with the previous day. This morning each of the events of the last couple days were seared into his memory. He didn't need the slick, cool feeling of the satin babydoll he was wearing to bring him back to reality....
It was an unseasonably warm early September day to be walking too far in Ohio. Mike and Chris would normally do their Saturday afternoon cruising in Mike's car, but a few too many indiscretions on his part forced Mike's parents to pull the keys for a week. Not that it hadn't happened before, but it really took some doing for them to punish the frequently wil...