This is the fourth in a series of stories in which a successful businesswoman, Kate, looking back on her life from the vantage point of sixty years recounts some of her more interesting sexual exploits to her husband Henry. Here Kate continues her tale of debauchery with her much older college English professor and his young bi-sexual Kenyan wife. As with th...
As I looked in the mirror I appreciated my figure, my long legs, a somewhat shapely but not fat ass, a rather thin waistline and my perky C cup breasts, with a head of long blond hair to top it off. My pussy was adorned with a short neatly trimmed strip of public hair and already dripping in anticipation of what was to come. My name is Emily and I was 23, I...
Chapter 4 The Oubliette "Many things about our bodies would not seem to us so filthy and obscene if we did not have the idea of nobility in our heads." – Georg Christoph Lichtenberg Following the shower, Veronica and Rod met Trent downstairs for an impromptu dinner. Laid out on the stark modernist dinner table, the brightly polished stainless steel...
Hanna is a devout Christian. She attends church three nights a week and Sunday school. She is active in all the church charity functions. She is 25 years old. 5 ft tall. She has D cups and an ass to die for. She sees men look at her with lust in their eyes and feels disgusted. Her pastor preaches a lot about the original sin and she takes it to heart. She th...
There are many worlds out there. Some are shining examples of science, allowing us to travel between the stars and meet new sentient species. Some worlds are pure magic, and the swords and sorcery of mankind constantly battle monsters that have long gone extinct in the worlds of science. Finally we have worlds almost exactly like yours, except they may hold...
Man it is hot. Monday morning in August, and I cannot even get dressed without having to jump right back into the shower. I grab a couple extra tee shirts, kiss the wife, kiss her belly (we are expecting our first child in 6 weeks), and head out the door. I work for a national telephone company servicing residential and business telephone lines. 12 years o...
Monday again. Three weeks have passed since my journey into depravity began. My last encounter with Sam had reawakened my concious after I got in my truck and took off. The fact that I was sneaking around on the girl with whom I was cheating on my wife with spoke volumes when once my hormones settled. I would never look at sex the same, and that was ok...
Prologue: A Room of Mirrors Black entered the tiny room and fell to his knees in awe. It was a sweltering day in the smog filled city of Bangkok. A travel journalist, Black had been trying to find inspiration to write a positive article about the seedy shit-hole. Tourism was the city's main source of income and officials had given him quite the 'gift' to h...
Prologue Written and edited by: EvilSmile Writer's note: I intend on writing much more for this peculiar story. In order to do so I will need advice from readers like you. As normal, your constructive criticism will always be welcome. My fading breath escapes my lungs as I hopelessly peer into the darkness to find fragments of my soul. I am unbound and...
"Pussy, cunt, vagina, whatever you want to call it, that was what I, Johnny Johnson Jones was playing with, thrusting my nimble fingers into it. It was wet, it was moist, it was delicious. It was fantastic, bishop, I tell you." "Well, tell me more, my blessed child" "her name was Flapping. Flapping Helmet" "I know the girl in question" " I saw her when s...