Linda was never one of the desired or one of the popular girls growing up. Classmates made fun of her and she kept to herself and a few close friends. She was a very pretty blond girl but very self conscience as she weighed anywhere from 180 to 200 at 5'8". She wore her weight well, but never thought so. She later over compensated in college by showing off h...
This is a novel of twenty-five chapters. I suggest you begin reading at Chapter 1. The novel deals with hotwifeing and cuckoldry. If those are subjects you aren't interested in, you may reconsider reading this. Please read my statement regarding anonymous comments in my biography. Chapter 24 I was tangled in the afternoon chill with Bobbie, I had my bac...
It started when my boyfriend left me. I found him in our bedroom with a strange chick. He was tit-fucking her, having a grand old time. I yelled, "What the hell is going on?" and both of them nearly jumped out of their skins. "We're just playing around. We weren't really having sex." "Like hell! Plowing your cock between her tits sure looks like sex to...
"How you doing with your...." The postman started before tilting his head down towards Curt's wheelchair and lack of legs while Curt signed the postal form for a registered letter. "Just great." He handed the clipboard back and stuffed the envelope between his hip and the side of the chair. The postman looked him over a few more times. "The misses' been bu...
This is my Nude Day 2011 Contest contribution. Please Read, Vote, and Comment. I appreciate feedback, as it helps me grow as a writer. "Lavender and Love" is dedicated to the bright and shining soul who 'shared' her story with me. I know that she has found peace. I may never have known her while she was living, but she's an inspiration to so very many. It i...
Where did I go? I want to thank everyone that has contacted me and asked when the next story would be out or where I went. I made some inferences to health problems in the last chapter, so I better explain. In April (2015) I was diagnosed with prostate cancer. The first week of June I had a prostatectomy. I had told my doctor that I thought I was a little...
"Mikki," Caz asked? "Yeah, babe?" "I've been thinking." "Always a dangerous thing," I said, cheekily. "Yeah, whatever. Seriously, I've been thinking about what happens next." "What do you mean, what happens next?" "Well, you are really beautiful but I was thinking of stepping it up a notch." My wife Caz is the most beautiful woman I know. I love her w...
*I want to try something I haven't before. I want to try to interact with comments. At certain parts of the story I plan to have the main character doing something like online chats or something of that nature. She would interact with the comments you say as if you were talking to her. Some of the things you say could influence certain changes to the main ch...
Brent Stallworth sat up in bed, lazily thumbing through the remnants of his Sunday paper next to his wife, Luann, as he tried milking every bit of relaxation out of his weekend before turning out the lights and getting some shuteye before heading to work at the crack of dawn to start yet another week of extremly well paid slavery at the Pharmacudical Company...
"I hate doctors" Emma thought to her self as the carriage rattled over the cobble stones. "Why does he have to treat me like a child, I'm 21, and he still treats me like a little girl; I have a right to be consulted." Emma glanced across at her mother, sitting ridged as a board next to her. "It's all mothers fault, Mother and Dr Bennet - why do they get to t...