Little else happened the rest of the day. Gwen cleaned up her cum from the floor, bending over and crouching a struggle with her stomach so large, but she couldn't enjoying it. The way it gave under her touch, the semen sloshing within her. She didn't know how to describe it, even to herself, it was simply an enjoyable feeling. Even so, she felt the faint ne...
This is the fourth installment in what has become a series. Hopefully, this story can be read enjoyably on its own. However, this story continues the story started in the first three installments. Reading those installments in sequence will provide context and an understanding of who the characters are. This story starts slowly. I apologize. ***** Time get...
"Holy cow!" yelled Amber Stahl as she watched in awe. "Tell me you've got that on video, Stan! Keep recording. We're looking at high drama here. I'm going on air in thirty seconds. I want the camera on me until something happens in the river." "Hello, Keith," began Amber as she spoke to the station anchor sitting in the studio, as well as thousands of viewe...
This story is the second in a series. I strongly recommend reading the first story first. Any similarities to any real person are entirely coincidental. ***** Life continued on after the great strip-off with my Mom, my sister Gwen, and my Dad. I was up early the next day to get to work. My summer job was not a great deal of fun. However, up until that day,...
Standard disclaimers. This is a story about sexual exploration and, open relationships. Open relationships can and do happily exist; but they are not for everyone. If you do not believe it is at all possible for open relationships to exist without damage to any and all involved parties, please do yourself a favor and don't waste your time reading this. ....
Pasadena, California September 17, 1946 I arrived at the women's dorm about fifteen minutes late. Gwen was chatting with a girl at the front desk that looked to be about fifteen. Gwen's face lit up when she saw me come through the door. She quickly said goodbye to the girl and gave me a sisterly hug before locking her arm in mine and leading me back through...
"Your honor, the uprising was contained with barely a broken finger nail," an impeccably dressed and coiffed blonde woman spoke, her voice clear, slightly husky and strong. Beside her, her client, another woman with a devil may care grin sat, slightly slumped in her chair, keen eyes darting between the judge, her counsel and the prosecutor, a rotund fellow w...
I have always fantasized about giving up control. Thoughts of blindfolds, soft bindings and unexpected touches by hands or mouths, make me wet. I never imagined I had the other end of that desire hidden in my subconscious. All it took was alcohol and abstinence, then the animal was out. Here is the story of how the animal left its cage. My love, Eric, and I...
What can I say about us We are a weird couple, inlove with each other and no third person's opinion matters. Many have tried to separate us but it just doesn't work. No vile comments, no rude statements. We are who we are. Our lifestyle is not for the ordinary people. After different sexual adventures, we decided it was time for us to see how a bigger cock...
"Let me see if I have this right. You're telling me that the internet has stories alleging that Steve Hammer and my mother are involved in an ongoing affair. Is that accurate?" asked Gwen calmly. "Yes, that pretty well sums it up. What is your response to this affair?" asked the reporter doggedly. "You told me just in time! I was going to accuse my grandmo...