Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Note: Happy to be back. Took a little break. I'm very happy for the reaction I got for the last few stories I put up. Thank you, folks, for your support and interest. Your support is why I do this. I have another X-change story for you. This isn't a second part to X-change: Silhou...
*The "Driving Miss..." stories feature Jack Spencer, a 52 year old man who through a genetic fluke following treatment for a urological condition was gifted an 11" cock and a physical enhancement that results in him producing significantly more male pheromones than normal when he's aroused, which result in lots of very horny women in his life. To find out mo...
This story is part of a continuation of my Road Trip series (see the end of 'Road Trip -- California' for a list of the chapters of that series, in the order to be read). You need not read that series to enjoy this series. Although real places and celebrity names are used for realism, this story is fiction. Please 'read, enjoy, vote, and comment.' Synopsis...
By mid-afternoon Open Day for many was adjudged over, but while prospective clients and the purely curious were encouraged to depart the most valued of Miriam Hancock's supporters were skilfully spirited away elsewhere for tea and cakes. While the men went to the gymnasium, the ladies were assembled in one of the classrooms on the second floor where the desk...
Author's note: This story involves an engaged couple, not a married couple, but I still think it belongs most appropriately in Loving Wives. ***** To really understand what happened, you have to know about Michelle and the way she was raised. Michelle Hardison grew up in Carey, Ohio, a small town in the northern part of the state. Her father Tom was Vice-...
The alien night sky was anything but the peaceful Earth sky. Isabel had always taken it for granted. But now, lying beside Royce, she missed it. The small swaths she could see through the jungle canopy were just cruel imitations. Of course, as far as she knew it was almost morning. Time was hard to tell on whatever planet they were on; they could only estim...
Dear reader, this story continues where "Natasha's Truth or Dare" left off. ***** There was indeed hell to pay. I woke up late the next morning to the sound of curtains being drawn, and blinding, bright sunlight shining in my eyes. My bedroom had blackout curtains that allowed me to sleep in late. I loved my Provencal curtains with their soft lavender, p...
Ben walked through the double doors into the small, dimly lit theater and scanned the seats. Both sections – upper and lower, with stairways on each side – were empty. As planned, he'd arrived early enough to ensure he could sit in the back row. He hadn't expected a problem obtaining the seats he wanted. It was a weekday matinee show of a movie released a m...
I Ben heard her shut off the water in the shower and moved quietly, almost tip-toeing, to the bathroom door. He could hear Gabrielle going through her post-shower routine: drying off, rubbing lotion over her entire body, putting her beautiful, mid-back length, dark-brown hair up in a towel, as she sang – off-key – with the radio. He leaned against the doorf...
Part l My first Friday as Jean: Although I work at home, I still took the day off to make sure all the housework was done. Rene called on her lunch hour and said she bought a surprise for me, that she felt naughty and wanted us to spend the weekend doing naughty things. I was hard at the word naughty; my beautiful wife is such a tease and enjoys role-playi...