It was John Turner's first day at Scranton's Dunder Mifflin branch. He had met Jan Levinson at a SAA (Sex Addicts Anonymous) meeting when she had offered him the job. He accepted knowing that her real intention was to fulfil a fantasy of hers to sleep with an employee. It didn't matter to him; Jan was a very attractive woman. Plus, he was a sex addict and th...
Hi guys, it's me Kayla, again. Boy, did Jackson ever change my life - if you don't know who or what I am talking about, then you should go back and read part 1 of my diary. That night seems like so long ago, but has only been three months. A lot has happened in that twelve-week period and I'm sure it will continue as my life moves forward. This next story ta...
She hated winter in Texas. It was 75 degrees outside, and the only indication Christmas was around the corner was the festive decorations that seemed to balloon up overnight in all the stores. The mall, especially, seemed to go overboard this year in the decorations. As if they had to make up for the weather by assuring everyone Christmas was still on its wa...
Like most of my other stories, this is based on real people and real events. My own dear wife figures prominently; I'll let you identify her. Some events have been tweaked, but this is pretty seriously autobiographical. My first marriage was a fucking nightmare. I mean that figuratively AND literally. Shortly after the honeymoon -- within a month, I'd vent...
This story is for Kyle. I hope you enjoy it and thank you for encouraging me to write it. *************** Finally, I was able to convince my sexy Lisa to join me at Plato's Retreat. She had refused to go every time I asked her but this time she gave in and finally agreed to go. We made arrangements to go this Saturday evening. I was hoping that she wouldn...
Night shifts are usually pretty quiet when I'm working by myself. Which is pretty often actually, I rarely get to work with another gaming inspector, so my nights are usually always quiet. That's not uncommon in a small tribal casino in eastern Kansas though. My name is Carmen Wakane, a 5'9" Native American girl in my mid-twenties, with long dark hair halfw...
His penis was huge; bigger than any Linda had ever seen in person. It looked like the monsters she had masturbated over in porno movies and magazines. She wished she could masturbate now. He was sleeping, on his back, with his penis soft, lying against his left thigh. It was long, thick, smooth, and uncircumcised, the foreskin extending over the head. It wa...
"You've got a lot to do before Vaibhav gets here." My wife said grinning her evil grin. Vaibhav is my wife's lover and my boss. I have to say I'm not exactly sure how I got to this point. I was always interested in cuckolding and had talked to several people on the internet about it. That's where I met Vaibhav. He ran a company in Pune (India) and was very...
I follow you into the alley, out the back door of the bar at pace that would likely be described by an onlooker as a drunken stumble. I giggle as I lose my balance, and luckily you are there to catch me, groping my big braless tits as you do. "Jeez keep your balance you drunken slut." you say with half kidding in your voice. With mock seriousness I straigh...
On Saturday, Alicia was too busy working to think about the man or the websites. It was probably her bakery's best day so far. She had enough cinnamon buns to get through the morning rush, just barely. Alicia and her employees were busy most of the day, mixing and spreading and baking and selling. She ran out of chocolate cakes to sell, so she had to take or...