This story contains m/f, f/f and m/m sexual activity. If any of these types of activities offend you, you might want to stop reading now. Disclaimer: The characters in this story are entirely fictional, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. The following story involves graphic descriptions of sexual encounters. If...
Hi, this is Linda. I'm trying to submit this story, but it's really hard (giggle!) to do with a distraction like this. Mike's standing beside me as I type, stark naked, with his stiff dick inches from my face. OK, I'll kiss it, for just a second. Or maybe a minute . . . Umm. That tasted good. Maybe I can get on with the story now. Mike is less distracting...
Authors note: This is an edited version of a story I wrote a few years ago. * Maddie took a final look at the small plastic shot glass, took a deep breath and tossed it back. The tequila burned all the way down as her friends laughed and watched her raise the can of Coors to wash it down. It was the beginning of a long four day weekend and she was at an a...
Introduction I'm Amy, and I am married to Jim, a wonderful man that I love. I am also a proud and very satisfied hotwife. As a hotwife, I have tons of great sex with my husband, but Jim also wants me to have sex with other men. He selects the men, sets up the dates, and takes a very active role in making sure they satisfy me. It comes as a surprise to many,...
Author's Note: For those that have wondered, this is the seventh chapter in a twelve part story. Chapter: July "Stars in the Sky" Imagine a jigsaw puzzle. Not just any puzzle, but one of those multi-thousand piece monsters littered with detail and colors. Getting started is no chore, all you have to do is start with the border and corner pieces, set the s...
I sat on the couch in Sean's house, my phone turned off and the doors locked. Sean had to leave and I wasn't ready to go outside yet...at least not into the outside world. I had the TV unplugged and I was staring into the blank walls. I was mostly healed, my body didn't ache anymore and the only thing that really still hurt, and probably always would, was my...
The first couple of weeks after the break-up were hard. I went to work, doing all of the things that needed to get done, before heading back to the barracks. What I did when I got to the barracks is long in the past, too far back for me to remember. I do recall there were a few times that my old roommate, as I had moved into a different barracks with my prom...
Fireworks burst in the night sky overhead and a menagerie of costumed men and women push past me on the crowded street. The inebriated celebrants shy away and let me pass when I glare them down with my practiced 'Do Not Fuck With Me' face. It takes quite a lot of practice to get it right when you're a five-foot-six woman. I scan the crowd and regain sight of...
Mya glided about their home; the room they were in now was filled with books, thousands upon thousands of them, lining the walls. She frowned at all the different writings, different languages. She felt the soft whoosh of the air from the woman's wings before she appeared next to her. She frowned, why would the creature walk when she had such lovely wings?...
We slept for a couple of hours after our passionate bout of morning lovemaking and sex; a very pleasurable way to spend our holiday so far. Fortunately Annabel trotted off into the bathroom still resplendent in the body stocking before she closed the door for a shower. So the last image to burn itself into my mind for cheerful future memories was Annabel's f...