"What are you doing back there?" The tall, dark haired woman called to him as he cowered, naked and embarrassed, behind one of the gnarled rocks that dotted the slowly darkening beach of Etanimod Cove. He hoped that she had not seen him, but it was obvious she had, and now she was calling to him again, her voice closer this time. "You do know this is privat...
Golden lipstick leaves a lustrous fleck along the otherwise blue vein as Mariah's lips coat another inch of my rock-hard meat. Her neck bulges around the amount of manhood that her throat already conceals. Her radiant hair dangles off the giant fourteen foot-wide bed in which two children have been conceived and curls around my toes. As she savors the head,...
It had years since I had last seen Lee, the neighbor kid who had guided me with the ease of a master down the road of servitude into a state of complete and depraved slavery. The extremely humbling experience with Lee, Kay, my former girlfriend, and others of my youth was finally set aside once I got away from the small town where we all lived. Running away,...
Snow was falling heavily as I rushed to get home from work and start my weekend. This weekend however, would be like none I had ever spent before. It was my last day at my job and I had been recently laid off due to cutbacks and restructuring. That morning when I arrived at work I had been a handsomely paid executive bringing in a six figure salary, and that...
Lawrence's deep-set frown was illuminated harshly by the cold blue light of his computer monitor. He didn't like what he was seeing on his monitor. Didn't like it one bit. At nineteen, he would have watched it eagerly. At fifty, he knew he should turn it off, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. And the more he watched, the angrier he became. On the othe...
Donna's destitute cuckold...by cuckytoher and tinykuckold CHAPTER ONE Dinner was over, and there was the usual pile of dishes to be washed, dried and put away. My wife Donna used to help, but since I lost my job and she is the sole breadwinner, however as a high-powered attorney she makes plenty to support both of us. She said since I'm out of work, the le...
DECEMBER Monday "Aren't you late for your panel?" I asked my wife. "What panel?" "Mothers Against Drunk Driving victim impact panel." "I'm not going. What's it going to accomplish?" "You've been going ever since Cynthia was killed." "She's still dead, and the woman who killed her is living happily ever after." "Victim impact panels keep peopl...
Chapter 15 -- Rest of the Thanksgiving Sex Weekend I woke up with Tara's nude body snuggled against one side of me, and Jillian on the other. Despite the morning fog in my head I could tell the bed was wet and smelled of copious quantities of sex. Visions came back to me of how I'd spent the end of the evening and then further spent two middle of the night...
I return to the romance category with this story that just had to come out of me. It was too hard to hold it in any longer. I hope you like it. Let me know what you felt in the comments below. Good, bad or (hopefully not) ugly. There is a lot of build-up and story leading to the sex. I hope you like the journey and not just the destination. A massive vote...
"Murph really likes you, Tom," Bethany said softly while we walked hand-in-hand to her car. "He seems like a very nice guy," I answered. "And he obviously thinks the world of you, too." "He's a good judge of character," Bethany said as we approached her car. "Humble much?" I chided her laughingly. "I meant yours!" she responded with a good-natured punch...