Sheba awoke, a bit out of sorts. She hadn't remembered nodding off. Or maybe passing out was a more accurate description, she thought. However, she did know why she had drifted off. The cushion she had been sitting on was now coated with a layer of her juices, her skin had a sheen of drying sweat and her pussy felt as if it had just run a marathon. She remem...
Thankfully edited by Angel Love This is the first story I have ever written so bare with me. I just have to tell you about the night my girlfriend and I had... * For the past few years I have been fantasizing about my girl in a situation I can't control. Yeah, that's right, I'm the boyfriend that gets turned on thinking about other men with my loved one....
Author's Note: Thanks again to Secretsxywriter for helping me edit this story. This time the focus is on Haley and how she deals with the last chapter's aftermath. *** The smell of freshly-baked chocolate chip cookies slipped in from under the door. Footsteps came closer. Haley hugged the pillow and kept staring at the wall. "Go away!" It was Sunday nigh...
1950s: Munching the Cheerleaders Summary: Teen submissive becomes a pet for the popular girls. Note 1: Thanks to Rebecca, the famous artist whose artwork inspired and was used for this series. Especially her series 'Housewives at Play', 'Teens at Play' and 'Hot Moms'. Thank you for access to your entire book catalogue as well as your website for this massi...
Dave is a 32 year old with a secret makeup fetish. He is long term unemployed, through disability (back trouble). Jan is his wife, she is 44 years old and the owner / manager of a local beauty salon. She loves Dave but is very worried about Dave's wondering eyes. As usual Dave was at home resting his bad back and Jan was at work, earning the money that k...
This is a story about sexual exploration and, open relationships. Open relationships can and do happily exist; but they are not for everyone. If you do not believe it is at all possible for open relationships to exist without damage to any and all involved parties, please do yourself a favor and don't waste your time reading this. Standard disclaimer—this s...
Mu This work is not available for copy or distribution without permission from the author. * Introduction My name is...well name's not important. Call me Ishmael-nah, just kidding. You can call me Nick. But I'm not writing this to tell you about me. I'm writing this to tell you about my girls. These are the girls I've known, the girls I've loved. I'm...
I went to work on Monday a little hungover but surprised myself by being fairly productive. This fact helped me be with my confidence. Maybe I could navigate the world without Chris? Maybe after a time, I could rebuild my life without her? I knew, whatever the outcome, the kids were my foremost responsibility. Whether I split with Chris or we stayed together...
Finally!! I can't believe what a week it has been. The drive across town in the evening rush was tougher tonight than it had been in a while and it seemed to just add to my already bad mood. You would think that eventually they would have built and rebuilt the roads in this town enough times to actually not have construction going on for a at least a few day...
We talked about going for years, and tonight was the night. You had a limo pick us up at 7:30, both of us dressed casually. Flirtatious looks at one another as we arrived to the door of the spa. The look on the adolescent clerks face was unforgettable when you slipped your hand under my skirt, fingered me and then handed him the money, visibly wet with my...