c. 2011 Note(s): 1) The original Title for this story was Wi-Fi Love, because the bulk of it takes place on the internet... but I changed it because while I love when we play our delicious games together online, there is just so much more than that to the Wife I Love as I hope you will soon see... 2)Almost all of this story is true, only enough has been...
Foreword: This lengthy tale (just shy of 30 pages on MS Word) involves male submission and cuckoldry. Fans of this story genre are well-aware that a man who's willing to invest so much time reading a story like this, and then commenting afterwards about how pathetic the author and his fans are, is almost certainly a closet cuckold-wannabe himself. At the ver...
This is the third part of the "Impersonating Brianne" series. If you haven't read the other two chapters, I suggest you do so. I'd love to hear from you, so feel free to leave a comment or send me an email. Enjoy! *************************** After making love in the desert, Alan and Marissa returned to the hotel. They held each other all night, overcome...
Authors Note: I quote in part from a review on one of my stories Painting The Rose. The review Stupid is as stupid does 01/20/09 By Anonymous in USA: "The sex was minimal, and for the most part, not there. Hence, some might not have liked it for its lack of vicarious luridness. This Story does not contain vicarious luridness. To Anonymous in USA: Thank You...
I sat at the piano and idly played a few bars, a couple of quick arpeggios, scales and runs, tuning was fine, it sounded good, I ran through a couple of numbers, a few ideas for my solos. The bar was closed, the lights mostly off. I loved this time before we opened, before the public spoilt it all. I loved performing, just hated the clientele. Sometime after...
[Author's Note: This story is dedicated to Harddaysknight, for reasons he will understand.] When I came into the office on Monday Dan had said, "you feel like taking a couple of days down in Florida? Elliott Rogers seems to need a little hand-holding, what with all the turmoil in the Dow over the last couple of months." Since Dan and I co-owned our firm...
I knelt beside the chair of my Mistress. Back straight, head tilled down with downcast eyes as was proper. Every now and then while she spoke to her guests, she would reach out and stroke the top of my head, right between the pig tails and a small smile would on appear on my lips. My makeup had been tastefully applied, no street walker or woman of the night...
Very good comments received, much grateful for all the support and interest. Kate's confusion as to Samuel's running out is part of the suspense which will be unravelled in later chapters. Sorry about the NI and NHS issues. In event of a case like Samuel's where the NHS details are not available wouldn't there be charges to be paid? Just trying to understand...
June 2, 1999 My name is Claude Simmons for those who are wondering. Last week I got to recollecting my sex life and decided it was pretty decent. Good enough to write about in fact. Reviewing my life this past week has been exciting, and now I want to share these stories with some strangers. I'm going to tell these erotic tales to the best of my abilities....
Cassie was 24 years old with dirty blonde hair that came down to her neck and had been married to her husband for two years. She never doubted that she loved him. But, of course, they had their occasional fight. Tonight was one of those nights. Yet, tonight seemed worse than the other ones they've had. "Fine!" Cassie screamed. She stormed out of th...