Authors note: Hello everyone. Thank you everyone for the positive feedback and comments they continue to mean the world to me and have brightened my days. Thank you once again to Paul who continues to be my second set of eyes. ~ellie. ***** Cat woke to find herself sandwiched between the legs of the two men she loved as they worked on their devices silent...
Author's Note: Many thanks to the readers who've responded so positively to my story. With the exception of my Anonymous reader who's "looking for a mature man..." (i.e. spambot), I've been pleased to be free so far from the trolls that I've heard tell about. I've probably just jinxed myself, but it's worth the risk to express my gratitude. With the prel...
This is a work of fiction. Persons, places and events are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. In particular, Donovan's in San Diego is a real place, but Geoffrey the gay restaurant manager is fictitious. Bart is not a real person, nor is Jodie, the last particularly unfortunately, considering the author is more than halfway in love...
The short synopsis of this story to date is included below, but reading the previous chapters may help. Also, in this chapter, I explore something that was recommended by a reviewer. This is the continuing story of a cuckquean, my wife, Ann. She had been reading cuckold stories on line and decided that she was a cuckquean, a kind of female cuckold. This...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
"Yo, hey Sammy!" Sam held in the cringe -- which took more energy than he normally had at this time of night -- and returned the greeting with a light wave. His supervisor feigned a gun and shot at him. Most of his coworkers, or at least those with enough coffee and Redbull in them, pretended to be shot or dodge or something to keep the humor alive. Sam jus...
This piece began as a New Ending for a story by another writer. I made several attempts to get permission for my new ending from the original author. Since I wasn't getting an answer, I proceeded to do most of the writing for my new ending. Then, I found out that the original author had been trying to reach me through the site. We finally did get in touch...
Summer in New York is both nice and not nice. The not nice is easy: it's too hot and especially it's too humid. I sweat easily, and if I walk briskly on the sidewalks as is my wont, I become a river of sweat. Either I have to remind myself incessantly to walk slowly and stay in the shade, or I have to keep ducking into stores to enjoy their air conditioning...
Back in the bedroom Tom announced, "You wants my pants off, you'll have me with pants off" as he dropped his pants and underwear. It was now my turn to be in awe. "Oh my stars and garters, does that really fit inside a woman? I can't imagine how." Having just peed he wasn't even fully hard, but it was still bigger than I thought it would be. Though his ton...
Pretty much, anything goes with this one, so be forewarned. As always, comments and feedback are well appreciated. SSW *** "Uh...uh...uh...uh..." The feminine grunts carried through the thin walls. Again. I loved Jillian, my roommate. We'd been friends since grade school and had shared a dorm room all four years in college. So it made sense to get our f...