Again under no circumstances read this story if you find anything offensive about chapters 1 or 2. As I lay there paralysed it was impossible to know just how much I had swallowed, all I knew was that I never felt so low and yet to my infinite shame so high. I could feel the shit in every orifice of my body, slithering down my throat throughout my body, s...
I have always loved to masturbate. As long as I can remember, even before puberty, I've enjoyed the deep, tingling sensation of stroking my clit, of using my hands to give myself a high unparalleled by drugs or sex with another person. As I aged, and became used to my body, I could and would masturbate anywhere. I can masturbate in the car, in bed, in public...
Down But Not Out. My name is Clarissa. My story begins a few weeks after my 25th birthday. In fact, I'll start my story from when I was running, early in the morning, on a hot spring day because this is where my new journey started, this is the day that I first began to question myself. I like to keep myself in shape, I have no desire to be skinny, but I...
Vijaya lay snuggled in Uday's arms, her skin sliding gently against his as he breathed. He was sleeping peacefully, for once, because of his recent treatment. Adding to his relaxed state was the strenuous lovemaking he and Vijaya had just indulged in. Vijaya, on the other hand, was wide awake, her mind endlessly circling, giving her no peace and over and ove...
It all began about a year ago or two. Jenn and Tom just celebrated their third anniversary and decided they were ready to start a family. But after two years of failure, Jenn's OB-GYN referred them to a fertility specialist. The doctor promptly ordered an exam for both. It turned out that scar tissue from an ovarian cyst, in conjunction with the low motility...
No Angels: Dawn's Dark Desires All Rights Reserved by the author © 2013 Paul Garland I'd been married for ten years - happily married, I might add - so when all this happened, it was completely out of the blue. A real eye-opener in more ways than one. Becky was a wonderful wife. Raven-haired, sexy and long-legged, she was still as sexy now as when we firs...
The woman came through the door wearing big bug-eye sunglasses, a hat and a rain coat wrapped tight enough around her body that you could see every curve. She threw the hat on the peg by the door, yanked off the shades and let the coat fall open. The red dress she wore was clingier than the coat, cut high below the waist, low above, so whether I was a breast...
Amy and I were heading to the South of France during a hot August summer. Most of the people of Paris know to escape the city's heat during August and head north to cool, comfortable climates. We went south to see friends and spend some time in the places we enjoy. We don't mind the heat and feel comfortable on the Riviera at any time of year. Maybe it helps...
When David emerged from the 96th Street subway station, there was a crowd of people staring and pointing at the dark sky. Usually, the city lights made it too bright to see anything, but David was able to see a bright streak of light descending over New Jersey. A guy wearing a t-shirt and shorts was staring at his iPhone and said, to no one in particular, "t...
Foreword A short Loving Wives piece this time. No wimpy cuck husband, no BBC, and no slut-wife or BTB revenge. This is a short scene about a husband and wife and some spice they add to their marriage. Feedback is appreciated. I hope you enjoy the following. Thanks for reading. GA – Thirsk, North Yorkshire – 18th of November 2015. *** "It's porn night,"...