He'd made love to her a hundred times. He'd held her, opened the delicate seam of her lips with his tongue; delved into the mysteries of the sweet fire in her mouth as no other man had ever done. He'd had her on the stairs; the kitchen counter, in the gazebo during a hard summer rain. They'd taken long, luxurious baths together, laughing in the bubbles unt...
This short story is a work of fiction. Any correlation between it and real people alive or deceased or events is purely happenstance. This tale is a longer story; it is over 17,000 words. ************************************************************************************* Hunter watched the across the street neighbor as Ms. Fields pulled her car out of he...
Tunnel of Love is an album by Bruce Springsteen. All lyrics referenced in this story are from that album. This story first posted as a ten-part series titled The Chanceys. After some time off and with the benefit of hindsight and reader feedback, I went back and edited the story as a whole—something I was not able to do as I was writing and posting chapters...
It was Saturday afternoon; the day of the Plan and I was nervous. Pete was playing golf -- reluctantly for the first time in his life - with instructions not to come home until five o'clock at the earliest. I was emptying the bath having prepared myself with the same degree of care with which I had just prepared the bedroom. My arms and legs had been shav...
You should probably skip this story, if you don't like to read about men engaging in sexual activities with other men. ***** 1 Breaking up is never easy, but sometimes it's inevitable and absolutely necessary. I wasn't happy when Brit and I broke up, but I think both of us were relieved that our one-year-long relationship had finally come to an end. We w...
I’m in my forties, a respectable business woman, a pillar of the community - well that’s what everyone thinks. And I suppose I was until this summer. My husband and I had booked a holiday cottage in Devon for a week but at the last minute he was unable to make it. There was some problem at work or other. I decided I’d still to go on my own. We’d been there...
The bedroom was quite. The night had grown old and both Mal and I eased our way into the bed as we did every night. She had pulled the covers down just enough for everything below her knees to be covered. She always said a good night's sleep started with warm feet. I looked over to see the hem of her Iron Man tank top bunched up around her waist. I could see...
First off, thank you for reading, voting and commenting on my stories. Secondly, I am sorry to have kept you waiting for so long on a new chapter. Real life reared its ugly head. By the time I was able to get back to this story, I had forgotten where I was and had to reread the previous chapters. I have one final chapter planned and I hope you don't have t...
Disclaimer: This story involves cuckolding, humiliation, and homosexuality - this one is particularly heavy on the homosexuality. All characters in this story are at least 18 years old. ***** The next day, Justin and I went shopping at the mall together. We had decided we needed to look sexier for Ethan, so that he would be genuinely excited to fuck us. We...
I went to my room and sat down at the vanity to remove my make-up, remove my clothes, and hang them up in the closet. Saw a glimpse of myself standing in front of a full length mirror wearing bra, panties, garterbelt, stockings, and heels and began to realize my predicament. When I got to bed I spent the night lying awake, tossing and turning. It was dawn be...