Cynthia Jamison and I were entering a new dimension in our relationship. We had been married for eighteen years, and mostly faithful throughout. I had strayed at about the eight year point, when I was traveling a lot in South East Asia; it was a year late for the seven year itch, and I was traveling for my company, and setting up foreign manufacturing facili...
In Part 1 Odessa was sent to prison, met a female guard, and made some friends. That is all you get in terms of summary, read the first one if you want to know the story. If you don't care about story, just read forward, lots of kinky sex ahead. Chapter 2: Initiation I awoke the next morning with my dick still hanging out of my panties and the covers stil...
*As you can see, this will be a long chapter. Thought about splitting it up into two, but I figured it wouldn't be the best idea to leave you all hanging on an unnecessary cliffhanger, so I just left it as is. Anyways, thanks for your continued interest, and I hope you'll enjoy!* Mornings used to be special to Jeneda. They used to represent a fresh start,...
©2012 Author's Notes: This is the second of a 2 part story... I would like to think that it could stand alone, if one had not read the first chapter, however I will not reintroduce characters (or 'flash back'). As such, I would suggest reading them as a single tale. Again Many Thanks go to 'ShadoeMedic' for her services as an editor, and adviser... & as a...
(c) 2016 Stevie White London, 1996. "No, mate, I won't be drinking tonight—I can guarantee it," I told Solomon. "Anyway, I've done with all that, now. You know I have." It was 10pm on a pitch-black night; dark and bullied by the cold. No bigbrother Moon to stick up for it. It'd stopped raining, but the world was still groping black and oilywet. Bring som...
I had known Allison for more than 20 years before I finally made up my mind to try to fuck her. A very pretty, very classy lady in her mid-40s, Allison is quiet and unassuming and the type of woman that many men would never even notice. But I notice her. I notice them all. I love and adore women. To be more precise, I love beautiful, intelligent women wh...
Chapter 6: James does the right thing. Monday. 11:00 a.m. James had slept for eight solid hours. Or rather, he'd been unconscious, for eight solid hours ... which wasn't quite the same thing. Because, upon finally clawing his way back to consciousness from his nonstop succession of highly erotic, female-feet related dreams; dreams, that were so lucid, s...
Tears filled up in Jan's eyes as she sat in the waiting room thinking about the last night she had spent with her ex-husband, a little over two months ago. He beat his huge 13-inch cock against her face yelling, "come on bitch...suck it." "You know I can't take it all," she had pleaded with him. "Yeah, well I know a couple of other holes that can take...
Our House One -- Scene setting Our house is a very nice house, to paraphrase the song. It's called Bourton Hall and it came into our possession in the will of my Uncle Charles. He was a widower and my mother's only brother. He died childless, so his estate was left to my sister, Laura and myself, Andy. Unlike my parents, who had both preceded him to the af...
The ten years between the ages of 15 and 25 are difficult for any girl becoming a young woman. Those years were especially difficult for me for several reasons. I am the product of a ‘mixed marriage’. My father is Japanese and my mother Swedish. They met when my mother was a dancer in the Ginza section of Tokyo. My father was, at that time, an up and coming...