Chapter Three: Savoring the Moments After he left, Kristy came out of the bathroom and walked into the kitchen to grab a cup of coffee. I was surprised to see her completely nude with damp hair. She held the coffee to her nose and inhaled, "Oh, I love the smell of fresh coffee. Hmmmm." I just watched her, glancing at her bottom. It was a sight to behold whe...
A little Valentin's Day story that combines some truth and some fiction. If you are not familiar with my other work, I tend to write in a unique style that combines the main character's thoughts, lots of dialog, and a healthy amount of consensual play; with all parts of the lovely female anatomy. RoM Amy and I are your classic early empty nesters. Marri...
by Oldfarticus (originally written long ago under the name "DOM.") * I wondered what was going through my Glenda's mind. She looks great to me, but she is in her late 30s and all those little cupies working in her office were a bit on the wild side. Still, she assured me, she "had" to go to the bachelorette party -- it was for her secretary. This definitel...
In this story, all the hunters are older than 18. "Sorry Seaweed brain, but I think we should end this relationship here." It all begun with this simple phrase, she never told him why she wanted to dump him, she just did. When he asked why, she just said that he wouldn't understand before leaving like that, like everything they've been through didn...
I stood and clenched the doorknob to my front door while staring off in the direction of the bedroom. From the sounds, someone was having a wonderful time. I had thought to run home for something to eat between my day classes and night classes. I never did that. I was there, in my classroom, from sun up to sundown in case one of my evening students needed t...
Author's note: This is a work of fiction. All characters are eighteen years or older. The Stage Load creaking noises were heard along the narrow staircase as a voluptuous woman carefully made her way up the wooden steps. Though the cool florescent light only cast a dim glow upon the surroundings, the bright blond hair that fell down to the shoulders of the...
"SPENCE (The King Of Queens)... GET YOUR PUNK ASS OVER HERE! NOW!!" My dopey nerd/slave boy cousin runs over. "Shove your fucking little dick in Gretchen's mouth and feed her your fuckin cum! NOW!" He obeys. I'm fucking my bitch, former Miss America Gretchen Carlson on my dining room table, pounding the living fuck outta her blonde milf pussy, her legs on...
Damn, how did it come to this? This man, I don't know anymore. Well that's not quite right, this man who I know too much about. Everything I know. No mystery, no secrets. He's shared everything with me and now? Well know I can relate to his first wife on why she dumped his ass. At the time, many years ago, I thought she was crazy. Insane for dumping this vi...
I was sweating. Tonight was the night I was going to have one of my fantasies fulfilled. My partner and I had just gotten rid of the friends we had invited around for dinner and where now heading to bed, where IT would happen. All day my partner had been joking around, word plays galore about tonight and my little deviancy. I swear I blushed the entire dinne...
Quietly, Julie opened the door and slipped into her house. It was dark and silent. Given how late it was, she was pretty sure her husband must be in bed by now, but it wouldn't have been the first time she'd been wrong about that. The pretty young woman knelt to set down the heels she'd carried, rather than worn, for fear of the noise they made when she wa...