It was a mild September evening; the sun hung low in the Western sky and shone gold through Lucy Lewis' kitchen windows. She sat at the table with two friends of her: Henrietta Delafonte was a woman in her mid 50s, plump and dark; Tammy Laroux was a young woman in her late 20s, skinny and pale, wearing thick frame black glasses, bucktoothed, with short, dark...
Katie stood in front of her son's closed bedroom door. She had just come from her morning run and she was dressed in running shorts and a t-shirt over a sports bra. It was a typical outfit that she would wear for a workout, but this morning she felt naked in it. She had been standing in the hallway for a while now with the knuckle of her right middle finge...
The time had come for a roommate. Whether it the cost of rent, food and the other bills that created this panic or maybe the cost of being alone in the house for too long past due, this was a problem only clearing the spare room could fix. Excitement, but agitation ruled the day-- masturbation on the couch was definitely on a permanent hiatus. Or maybe not,...
This is a continuation of a story that would be better understood if one began at the Chapter 1. * At eleven Saturday morning, Celeste went into the room to wake Gina and Heather for the flight home. Gina stirred and said, "Jim, Heather and I have changed our flight to Sunday. We want to do some more sightseeing. See you in the office Monday." Celeste lef...
Becca pulled her white Rav4 into the driveway and checked to see if her children were asleep. "Okay kiddos, we're home," she called after spying her eight-year-old, Charlie, lost in an iPad and Brian, her two-year-old, staring blankly out the window. She grabbed a bag of groceries from the passenger seat, then unbuckled and hoisted Brian from his car seat....
(Special thanks to Busty Jessica my eternal muse and Pennlady for making me a better writer each time. All mistakes are mine and mine alone though! Enjoy!) * Busty Jessica was still a little bit sore from her double anal escapade at the truck stop. She decided that she was going to stop all anal sex for at least a day. It had gotten her a ride far away fro...
My husband's side of the family thinks that I am a round heeled slut and I suppose that I am, but only because my husband and his brother made me one. No, that's not entirely true; Tom's bother made me a slut, Tom just didn't stop him. Tom and I had been married a little over eight years. As far as marriages go I guessed that ours was a pretty good one. We...
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS: Thanks to mah sistas at the EoP; this is for the recycling project. Enormous thanks to author Bob Vickery, whose work illustrated to me how to write first-person slash. This is for Peja's "first time; how do they get together" challenge. * I pour salt on our latest conquest's mortal remains then reach for the gasoline. "Here it comes," I...
As the first month draws to a close I realize that I have not heard a thing from my brother. I half expected him to come to my rescue when he realized that I had not come home that first night. I guess I was hoping against hope. For the most part I cannot complain about my treatment here. William has been courtesy itself towards me. Since that first night he...
It was a day like any other. I was sitting in my office, masturbating to porn on my computer when I hear "What are you watching?" I turned around and saw my beautiful wife staring at me. I couldn't tell if she was mad, upset, or anything in between. She walked up to me and looked over my shoulder at the computer monitor at what I was watching. "What's cuckol...