When she came in yesterday - no, two days ago now - Angela could never have imagined she would be masturbating in a hospital bathroom as two people fucked in a bed less than 14 feet away. The thought turned her on even more and as she massaged her clit and began to again roll her nipple in her hand, her mind began to drift. As a favor to Maria, the head...
{I haven't been writing much lately, for one thing my wife Debra is gone off to school so all week, and sometimes two in a row I am here at home by myself. I guess I don't like it all that much, but we do what we have to. For some reason with an empty house I find myself spending more time down at the jetty fishing than sitting around writing. Sometimes I...
If you are interested in editing my stories, please contact me. I RECOMMEND THAT YOU READ VASELINE CH. 1 AS WELL. ALL CHRACTERS ARE 18 YEARS OF AGE OR OLDER. PLEASE ENJOY! Hi! My name is Sonya Singh and I am a 19 year old, single, completely whitewashed Indian girl. I live with my parents and my sister who is a year younger than me. My dad is an entre...
This takes place in the early 1950's when women still wore full fashioned stockings almost everyday. Smoking and drinking by women in public places was now more acceptable after WWII. All persons included in this story are over the age of eighteen and some words are purposely misspelled if intoxication is suspected of that person. - - - - - - - - - - - - -...
While this is not my first time writing a smutty fiction, it is the first time I've published some. Hope you enjoy! --- Spring came to Greece with lush grasses and trees and flowers in bloom. And with spring came the time of the Pansélinos rites, a ritual that existed between two Greek cities of Thais and Metea, both under the protective watch of the godde...
(note: This is not a work of fiction. Only the names and POV have been changed to protect the author from divorce lawyers. RF) It was a seductively beautiful Sunday afternoon in Central Park. Around the edge of a small, remote meadow, leaf covered trees, their limbs swaying gently in a light breeze, muffled the sound of distant city traffic. By some miracl...
{I haven't been writing much lately, I have an excuse. Recently I made a trip down to northern California, I saw an ad for a Harley Davidson and for some screwball reason I wanted the thing. It wasn't exactly a normal motorcycle, it was converted into the tricycle type. Harder to fall off of is what I was thinking. The idea of wind in my hair, my sexy wife...
Science, Spirituality, Self-spanking for the Male Why are a large number of intelligent, red-blooded, seemingly Dominant Males secretly submissive, masochistic slaves to cruel women, wives, girlfriends, prostitutes, professional mistresses, phone dommes, just dommes, dominatrii, Bitch Goddesses, Mistress Wives, Female Owners, Queens, Mistresses, Goddesses,...
As normal she was doing her rounds on the ward. Samantha was incredibly bored at the moment, it was the night shift and there was very little to do. Once she'd finished she left for home. At home she started to run a nice warm bath. She looked in the mirror, her nurses uniform clung tightly to her womanly figure. The uniform had never fit her properly; it al...
© 2019, Ribnitin For April Day 2019 contest Eleven was kind of late to start a party, but that's when my evening shift finished. Robert had been on days, so everything was set up: the wine, the whiskey, the snacks. It wasn't an elegant affair, but it was important. Today had been my last shift after thirty-five years as a nurse. My farewell party was at Ro...