Chapter One: The Peeping Step Dad I had just awakened with a middle of the night urge felt by many 50 something men -- the urge to pee. I, like many men my age, have developed a larger than normal prostrate, which wakes me up at least once each night. And since I am in the middle of a total remodeling of the bathroom attached to the Master Suite in my 20 ro...
Thanks for all the feedback on the first story. Here is the second part. It will make more sense if you read part 1 first. I think there will be one more part after this one. Again, feedback is appreciated. -------------- Once she was in Mike's office, he closed the door, walked around and sat down at his desk. He gestured to the chair on the opposite si...
No-sex alert warning. Also, if you're looking for a feel-good ending, move on down the line. Life isn't always pretty. It's just life. ***** "You think that's a slut story?" asked Helena Bonham as a group of Perriman Financial execs sat around a Logan International Airport bar in Boston waiting out a snow delay. "How about this: I know this woman who was s...
At the age of 35, Catherine Roberts was the youngest employee to ever take on the role of Vice President of Marketing, and the first woman to do so. And why wouldn't she? Having graduated Harvard School of Business at the top of her class, almost everything in her professional life spoke of power and success. Ever since she had started working for the compan...
The following story is a work of fiction and is my first attempt at writing erotic literature as such there will be more story than sex in this chapter, so if you are looking for a pure masturbation piece I suggest you look elsewhere. The email address used in the story is created for this story and is not used by this author, someone else may be using tha...
Hello, my name is Tim. I am a 30 year-old married man. I have been married for five years to my wife Danielle. She is an absolute beauty of a woman. I remember when we were married, I felt like I was the luckiest man in the world. Since I am no hunk myself, standing at just five foot six and extremely lanky, I felt like I didn't deserve such a nice, gorgeous...
In my letter to my former wife, I finished: "Raised Quaker, I cannot allow myself to be consumed by hate, but I am deeply disappointed by the you-that-is-now, who was and is a gang-banging corporate and private whore. I still love Miola, the you-that-maybe-used-to-be, who I stupidly believed was a loving wife, but those feelings will fade as time passes. Go...
(If you haven't already, please read Dani's New Life – Part 1 and Part 2. This will make much more sense if you do…) * If she had noticed the food at all, Dani would have remarked on the excellent lunch she shared with her new colleagues. Alan had brought her to Locke-Ober's, a landmark restaurant and gathering place for Boston's finest. From...
She woke up naked next to Kurt. His dick was crusty with her vaginal secretions, and there was a stain on the bedcover between her legs where his copious semen had seeped out of her pussy. She only now thought that they should've used a condom. But she didn't have any. Besides, she doubted that Kurt had gotten lucky often enough to contract an STD, and at ag...
The next morning, Gavin woke Natasha and led her into the bathroom so both of them could shower and brush their teeth. "Thank you, Master. I'm glad that we fucked last night. I've been wanting you to screw me for a while now. I love you, Master," she declared. "I love you too, Natasha. You're a damn good slave. Now, together we need to plan for the party t...