Sydney, Australia Stone and Dupree touched down in Sydney Airport fully rested and ready for the next leg of their mission. As soon as their feet touch the tarmac they are met by two well dressed men. They quickly notice the bulges from beneath the men's jackets where their shoulder holsters sit. "You are the two CATU agents sent here are you not?" one of...
On the rack before me were the following tiles: STARBES We were only a few turns into the game, but my wife was already way ahead (as usual). She is an avid Scrabble player and a voracious reader, her mind possessed an incredible vocabulary, including every two- and three-letter word in the Scrabble Player's Dictionary. But I enjoyed the game regardless of...
It's the middle of August and already my son of a bitch husband has started his annual pilgrimage to his "man cave" to watch football. It doesn't matter if it's college or the pros Barry just can't get enough. From now until the middle of January I'll be a football widow and he'll forget that I even exist. Pre season means Thursday night games of the loc...
After my wife Jayne, the biggest love of my life is my motor bike, a low-slung Harley Roadster with a big black tank. We'd spent a lot of our courting days cruising the hills around us on it, usually finding a secluded spot for outdoor sex. We're in our late twenties and married a couple of years, but lately I'd been spending a lot of time in our garage tuni...
They were all empty-nesters that 4th of July holiday. The kids were grown up and gone. It was the neighborhood gang that had stuck together through those childrearing years. Now they were just enjoying themselves. They were seated along the shoreline at a big picnic table. Sated with hot dogs, potato salad and apple pie, with the beer cooler just about empty...
Dear Shoeblossom... I don’t know if my involvement with Satanic Silki is my fault, because of my neurosis? You judge... First, my parents were weird, warped people. The oldest of us kids, Breanne, became an adulterous bitch, and my brother Brian’s effect was, he was a cruel asshole. And he ran off with my first wife. I’m Brogan, the youngest, the “sensiti...
Keith loved the way Snooks wore a dress. This one was no exception. It clung to her 36 DD's and accentuated her tiny waist. It had been a long summer, and he'd not seen as much of her as he liked. Snooks was giggling at something Keith had said, and her platinum curls shook, as did her glorious cleavage. "I am so glad we're back now. I wish you'd had more t...
If you don't like cuckold stories, a slow build-up and/or are expecting high action right off the bat, this is NOT the story for you. I write from my perspective and what was going on in my head and before me at the time of my experience. People have been making many comments about my writing, some good and some bad (hello to you anonymous). I do read them a...
*This is a modification of a contract made for a wonderful slave of mine. The actual contract was too short to be published and catered to her specific limits and fetishes. Though keeping contracts vague allows the imagination to run wild, adding scenarios helps my kittens understand what I want and helps me know if they will be a good fit. My dearest, I'm...
Author's Note: This story contains werewolves and more. All characters are 18+, and none were harmed in the writing of this piece. It is not necessary to have read the previous installments in this series, however, doing so may give you some background on repeat characters. ©WednesdaysCoffin2019. This story cannot be transferred to any other site besides Lit...