My name is Chris and I'm 31 years old. My ex-wife Joy, is 29. We were married for 4 years and I thought we had a good marriage, but was I ever mistaken. Joy had a novel way of breaking the news to me. It was Saturday and I was going to play tennis with 3 of my friends. We had a court reserved from 1:00pm-3:00pm. At noon, I got my equipment together and told...
Chapter 1 -- Flight 2298 International Flight 2298 already was an hour late to its destination in Frankfurt when the aircraft was rocked by a nasty band of turbulence. The plane dropped into a wind shear, shuddered upwards, and then dropped again. The pilot, who already had ordered all passengers to return to their seats, ominously ordered the fight attenda...
Door #6 was ajar just as she said it would be. Her instruction was to arrive at 3 pm, walk in and find further instructions. She is Mistress Nikki, my goddess of love and lust. I met her online, called her for phone sex and then over time I fell deeply in love with her. From the very beginning I felt as though I were the only one in the world who mattered...
Disclaimer: Characters portrayed in the following are not mine and I did not create them. * Silver Will Turn To Gold: Stumbling back into the draughty bedchamber, our clothes flung through the air, we hit the bed, her bum on the mattress as she spreads backward, letting me invade the personal space. The door slams behind us, giant iron-hinged oak, flutter...
All became silent, save for the clang of a heavy sword striking its target... over and over again. "Callia?" the white-haired dark elf softly questioned, his cerulean blue eyes took on a startled, concerned, grey cast. Was she not aware that the battle had ended; that they had emerged triumphant? How could that be so? Yet, she fought on, swinging her sword...
Let me start this story by telling you that I have been in a D/s marriage for the last 22 years. I am very good at being submissive and my husband rewards me generously. He has instructed me to write a story about our long weekend at the shore. So here it is... I had just returned from the grocery store. Being the mom of three teenage boys, that was a regul...
Thank you for taking the time to vote and for giving me your thoughts. With your votes and comments in mind, here is the choice YOU made... * * * * * She looked like the head cheerleader at my old alma mater...tall, gorgeous and a little better developed than everyone else. But like the head cheerleader at my alma mater, she met a bad end. Supergirl looked...
Ch. 3 Nasty Nigella The first two chapters on Nigella Lawson were published earlier. The morning after that unforgettable first night, Nigella had to do a couple of TV talk shows. While she did the shows I had ample time to think how to proceed further. I would love to spend the following evenings together to update her practical knowledge of intense, dir...
If you're just starting here you've missed a lot. Linda's breasts were clamoring for attention, firm and shapely in spite of her reclining position. Her aureoles, large and dark and swollen enough to raise them from her breasts, enclosed tumescent red nipples that called to my mouth and teeth. I wanted to tie them up to capture them for myself, but I could...
Crissy, my favorite student when I was a substitute English teacher at a New England high school, was now in her first year at Boston University. At her instigation, we had started first an e-mail exchange, then an exclusive chat site just between her and me. As it progressed, the chat site grew hotter and hotter, as indicated in part one, as a result of the...