This story depicts all people over the age of 18 and is meant to be a fun artistic foray, please treat it as such. Constructive comments are welcome. ***** The Toyota Camry tires squealed as Rich pulled into the driveway of his good friend Andy. Rich always liked going over to Andy's house because they had a great time together, and his sister had to be on...
Forbidden Cravings Served In Good Taste Frankie turned the card over but there was nothing on the back, just the elegant scrawl embossed on the front of the delicate business card. "What the hell is this?" she asked her best friend. Smiling like a cat, Samantha sighed contentedly and sat back on the wrought iron chair. The restaurant patio was empty as th...
Don't you just hate a tattletale? Well, if you do, no point in reading any further. We got the idea for Tattletales from Marcia. She developed an obsession for old game shows and watched the Game Show Network whenever she went home for a visit. Of course she taped the episodes, brought them back to the sorority house, and made us all watch them. I doubt...
My wife and I had talked about my cuckold fantasies for years. It started about a year after we were married. While we were in bed one night fooling around, we were talking about fantasies, and we came around to the subject of her bachelorette party. She admitted that she was really attracted to the stripper that she had dance for her. As she was talking abo...
And here I am now, waiting, listening, hoping, and praying for your return. An eternity passes in the quiet house. My cock actually begins to soften a little, giving me some blessed relief from the hours of aching need for orgasm. I begin to wonder if you plan to leave me here all day. Then, I realize I am not alone in the room. Just how I know this I'm n...
It began several years ago. Shortly after John’s death. I was out for dinner with my best girlfriend, Margaret. “Donna, honey, it’s been eight months. I know you want to keep working, and stay busy, and you love your job, but really, you should get a maid to do the housework. You could come home and just relax. Keith and I love our Sally. She cooks and clea...
I was barely 18 when I lived in that tiny city; I'd moved there with no plan and little money to live with my high school best friend who didn't want to live in the dorms any more after being repeatedly harassed for being openly gay. He found the place all on his own and called me one day to propose the idea to me. The rent was cheap because the house needed...
I crashed harder than anytime ever in my life and my dreams were fucking vivid. I dreamt of being fucked. And of sucking huge cock and getting face fucked so hard that I was cock drunk and high from holding my breath so much. But so really horny from him doing that, so into that cock. Of Jax fucking me so hard that it is still in my head. In me. I hurt....
Author's Note Like part one of The Future in Our Stars, this tale is structured more to make you think about 'what if?' than to get you off. Please consider that before you dive in. This story introduces each scene with fictitious quotes using the characters Dick, Jane and Sally. These are names that U.S. readers of a certain age may remember from their...
"That was definitely a fun night," Hodan Yasser-Ali said to her husband Bilal Ali as they lay in bed together, basking in the warm afterglow of a good fuck. Earlier, they had a third party in their bedroom, and said third party definitely left a mark on them, in more ways than one. It was the couple's very first threesome, prompted by certain sexual revelati...