I was just lying back on the bed and enjoying how very good life can be. My wife Cat, Catherine to everyone else but me, and I had been playing our new game for about three months. If you have read the earlier tales you will know that after losing a bet to her I began a new and exciting lifestyle. The feeling of her mouth on me, slowly moving up and down m...
I'm Melanie. I'm a 30 year old, married slut who cheats on her husband almost daily, if not even more often than that, because he can't come close to satisfying me and I can't possibly get enough cock anyway. This is another entry in my memoirs. At the time I'm writing this, I've got about eight to ten guys who I count as "boyfriends" -- guys I fuck somew...
PROLOGUE The lights in the dungeon were dim, but the acrylic cane She whipped through the air was black light reactive, creating a fearful streak of light through the air an instant before the inside of my right thigh seared with pain. The sound of my sudden gasp could not block out the snap from skilled administration of a punishment stroke. I felt I had b...
Author Note: This is a low-probability happy ending to the twin problems of no-climax and loneliness that comprise the plot, but I don't think that makes it very different from other unrealistic fantasies found on this site. Also, lots of inner turmoil thoughts for the heroine interrupt the more usual fucking parts that are the primary reason for dipping int...
It was just another normal Thursday evening with my hubby, Marc, watching Netflix under a blanket. We had the house to ourselves, since Billy and Andrea had both been dropped off to college earlier in the week. As our rom-com played on, I was thinking how lucky I am to have such a great life. My husband of 24 years has always remained faithful, our kids ar...
She addressed the tee in her normal uniform for a Thursday evening. A ponytail or dark brown hair sat atop a red visor. A slender neck hid behind the collar of a sleeveless blouse that revealed toned arms as she gripped the club. A gloved left hand took firm hold of the club and aligned it towards her target. Aligning her hips in her black golf shorts would...
The Guilded Lily Ch. 28: Ch-Ch-Changes. * * * Shelly Blake. I sat on the couch in the lounge, staring into space. I heard the front door open and close. "Shelly? You in?" "In here, Slim." "Hi Baby," he said, smiling. "How did your appointment go?" "I spoke to Mr Schwartz this morning," I said, "I have cancer." "Cancer? Where?" "Sit down, Sl...
Immersion Playground Book #2: Arena Chapter 9 Coy sits in the shade with the rest of the landscaping crew, watching the small tractor strain at the roto-tiller, mixing the sand and peat into the hard California clay. He's pitched in with the spreading of the materials, unable to resist the temptation to get his hands dirty again. While machinery does the...
Author's Note: This is the third story in the chain "A game within a game." Special thanks to my editor NJLauren. Chapter 3C The four mistresses. The next morning they had an early breakfast together then Cathy had to prepare herself for a few patients, but she still gave Rob a warning that he had to be ready in his French-Maid costume at 10:30 sha...
Chapter 7 The Weekend is Here Jessica called Lilly around 8 in the morning and told her about her dreams and the nightmare she had the night before. She told her about the people coming to the party, the line up of guys outside her bedroom door waiting to do her, and then about her walking around her home in the later months as her belly grew and expanded,...