I was ready at 7 am for Jill to pick me up for the first day of school. I wore khaki shorts and was very aware of my smooth legs. I made a sandwich and put it in my bag when I heard the car pull up. I walk outside expecting her to be in the Mercedes she usually drives, but instead she's sitting in the front seat of the red Ferrari with the top down. She loo...
Writer's Note: Here is Day 4 of Romping on Winter Break. I thrive off of feedback, so if you are enjoying the series please leave me a comment. It'll encourage me to write faster. Or if you have a critique that is constructive, I'll take that too. Enjoy. MaiaEmpire *** Day 4 I lay on my side barely conscious with Rylan scrunched against my back. My eyes...
Part III Karen Chapter 11 After spending nearly a week at the family mansion in Westchester, north of New York City, most nights with Cheryl, her belly demonstratively rounded by our child and, to me, looking all the more beautiful because of it, with a certain subtle maternal glow, Pat joining us for the last couple nights, visiting us from much farther...
The late spring sun came through the window, illuminating the dust motes drifting in the air currents. Cindy, my wife of three years, and I were recovering from a lazy afternoon lovemaking session. She tousled the thick hair on my chest, then lowered her lips to my nipple and suckled gently. "Are you thirsty, honey?" I joked. She raised her face and grinned...
These are just story fragments -- three creatures, which have been floating around in my mind for a while and are offered in an unfinished and abbreviated state. Please beware: these stories feature cuckolding and adultery, severe husband and boyfriend humiliation, cruel wives, and a completely treacherous and promiscuous girlfriend. I don't pull punches in...
I was doing some work around the house one afternoon a year ago August when I heard a car pull up. It was not one I recognized right away, but then realized whose it was when I saw the young female driver get out. It was Isabel, Laurie's daughter, and Kim's granddaughter. I had been seeing the older two women, Kim on a regular basis (Kim Rediscovers Her Wild...
I Standing quite some distance above the black, turbulent waters below, Miles Scott had never been more aware of the genuine fragility of his own life. But despite this particular awareness as he teetered upon the edge of a precipice of life-threatening proportions, he felt strangely calm. The city, now that the night was here, was dead quiet and hauntingl...
Author's Note: This is an apology to readers of my story 'Hotel Amour', which was written in successive 'his & her sections'. In the submitted version, the sections were delineated, but the formatting did not survive when the story appeared on the site. Absent the formatting, it is a bit difficult to decide who 'I' is at any one time. Sorry. One lives an...
They say a week is a long time in politics. Well, that may be but a week with Pamela chasing other women can seem a lifetime! It's Thursday, the day we had considered stopping off at Crumpets Café in Fucton to seek out Charlotte Ellis, the slim, blonde manageress. Read on, dear reader, and see if it was worth it ... Thank you again for your scoring -- it gi...
Author's Note: For those that haven't read previous parts, this is the true story of the journey that my wife and I are taking into D/s. She's turning out to be an incredible domme, and I'm find it incredibly fulfilling to submit to her. I have two reasons for writing these stories. First, my wife likes reading them; we have both found that it helps her un...