Goddamn it, the airport was crowded. Thank God Heather's flight was due to arrive any minute now. It was crazy to think I hadn't seen her...or kissed her...or been inside her for over three months! She had spent the summer abroad in Europe on an all-expenses-paid trip, courtesy of her rich parents. Meanwhile, I'd been stuck here in Massachusetts, taking s...
When Robert Morley came to pick up Diana for their concert date, she still did not recognize him, and so could not place him from the gangbang orgy. She concluded that it was not so surprising considering the number of men she had been intimate with that night, and the relative brevity of time spent with each of them. The memory of the vast majority of those...
But the tigers come at night With their voices soft as thunder As they tear your hope apart And they turn your dream to shame - I Dreamed a Dream, Les Misérables **** A week and a half later, Zach found himself sitting in O'Malley's again. This time he was the one waiting to meet someone. He'd received a request from a local private investigator, M...
Heather was already out of bed when I woke up. That was strange in itself, because she hated getting up in the mornings. I was usually up at 5. I would go over to my wife's house, get my kids ready for school, cook breakfast and get them out the door and get back in time to wake Heather up, against her will, in time for her to be at work at 10 or, more often...
'It started with those seven little words that send a chill up and down a man's spine: "Honey; how much do you love me? I mean really really love me?" You already know that, "Not enough to overlook what you are getting ready to try and sell me" isn't the right answer to that particular question. All you can do is suck it up and say, "You already know I lov...
(This will make a whole lot more sense if you have read Making Work a Better Place) *The Discovery Channel is like traveling the world without all the bugs* The odds of being hit by lighting while flying a twin engine plane is pretty high; the odds of having the second engine fail under the strain is said to be astronomical (whatever that means). All I kno...
My name is Larry. I'm 30 years old and work as the chief dispatcher for a large trucking firm. My wife Sandra (pronounced saundra) is 27 and works at a clothing outlet store. A little about ourselves: I'm 6-foot and 195 pounds. I have a degree in Business Administration but mostly studied frat parties, beer drinking, and getting in the pants of sorority girl...
Summary: Slut and black husband submit to white men and women. Note: This is dedicated to the real Johnathan and Elizabeth who inspired the story. The entire back story is based on real events...the plotlines are real fantasies of the lovely couple. Note 2: This is part eight of a multi-chaptered story: In part one, Dominican Slut: Ass Slut, Elizabeth,...
Summary: Jasmine responds to the most frequent questions asked by readers. Thanks to: Tex Beethoven, Wayne, and Robert for editing this essay. This isn't really a sequel, although it's a second part, as it addresses questions I didn't answer in 2017's Twenty Questions. 21 More Questions After 2017's 20 Questions, I received many more questions. I have n...
Sorry to all it took me this long to write another chapter. I hope to keep this story going to conclusion now. Thanks to all of you that have written to encourage me to finish this. Jason's mind raced about what Beth had said the night before. So much so, that he couldn't study. Her statement, she loved him, and his similar response back, had him wonderin...