This is an old story that was written in the late 90's, it's not as involved as my later stories, but it's still worth a read, I think. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Dean knelt on the floor in front of his Mistress where she had pushed him. As he watched she slowly slid the tip of her strap-on dildo into her wet pussy, then, when it was thoroughly coa...
An angel woke me up. A blonde one, with gorgeous Asian features. There was sunlight streaming golden beams through the windows. She was bent over me, gently shaking me awake. She was wearing a powder blue mostly transparent nightgown, that was so light and flimsy the slightest eddy of air would blow it around. The giant tits heaved and moved about braless...
Note to readers: 1) Really and truly, if you don't like reading about married women who cheat, don't read this story. 2) If you like reading about married women who chat, but expect them to be punished later, don't read this story. 3) I'm interested in your comments, not your moralizing. 4) I'm aware there are cliché's embedded in the story. They are int...
Time became immaterial to her. The pain became a haze and she tried to let her mind escape this hell. For a time, she would manage to float away, to distance herself, only to be dragged back by some sharp pain or Doc pouring more water into the tube. When the tube was removed, she barely noticed. She had gone beyond screaming, she was close to no longer eve...
Sherry Loxterkamp was a 40-year-old mother and married woman. She married her loving husband Jim 20 years ago when they were both in college. They were college sweet hearts that loved each other very much. They had their first and only son Kevin 5 years after they married. They did not want a child right a way, because Jim was still finishing law school, and...
I am Sorry, but I have to break up the forum portion of this story. Otherwise it would be too long. I hope you like the series and please comment. Thanks J. ********** The tasting house. I woke up to the feeling my ass being penetrated by something. I was still on the X and being cleaned again. I saw that my loincloth was on the table and the ooze was on...
Saturday morning came and I caught myself looking out the back window for Holly's car. Constantly. Make a pot of coffee and glance out the window. Sit at the table to eat breakfast and watch out the sliding door. All the time, that constant buzzing in my head. And the voices. Or rather, the voice. It was Holly's voice. Layered over layer. All of them barely...
As I watch Dunchad move out of view, I cautiously look around at Jill and Seth. I hope they aren't able to read my true feelings on my face ... only those I wish them to see. "Oh, Thank God," I think to myself. It may sound strange seeing as I'm okay with two women going at it, and to each his own, but the whole guy / guy thing has never turned me on. I...
I squeezed her ass cheeks under her red skirt as I pulled her to me with each thrust. She was holding onto the wall behind her as I drilled my cock in and out of the little red slut. With each thrust came an intense scream that just drove me on to fuck her harder and harder. I could not believe I was doing this, fucking this little slut right behind the bar-...
"You just don't get me, Marcus." The words pierced right through his seemingly frail exterior. This kind of fight had been all too familiar for the last few weeks of their relationship. Kim wanted him to give her more satisfaction in the bedroom but Marcus was too much of a worrywart and relaxed man to give her the kind of action she so desired. Kim glare...