This is a fairly different story for Loving Wives, taken from a different perspective. There are no sex scenes in this story. It deals with the possible implications of confessing to an affair that had remained secret. I'm guessing that this will not be a high scorer, but take heart: at least it isn't long! Though this story references DeGarde, Louisiana, i...
You met this guy on Tinder, and the day before you had met and had a meal together. Nothing fancy, just a pizza, but you had fun. He seemed to be nice, so you said yes when he asked you if you wanted to meet his dad living out in the wild somewhere. To be honest you had preferred a nice little fuck as a second date, but this could be nice too. You are sitt...
For Dear Ms. Alice. I hope you enjoy. ★★★★★★★★★★★ The message read as clear as day on my screen. I had been leering at the paragraph for more than thirty minutes. I was struck silent. There was a rush of static dancing across my bare arms. I was definitely reading this correctly. [Mistress]Pet, today is a new day and finally a new mission. Your mistress...
I would like to thank Grania2 for editing and advice during the development of this story. This is a three part story of a frustrated young bride who finds sexual satisfaction outside of her new marriage. *** The Marriage My friend Kenny did stop by the store, and he and I began dating. It was obvious we had no other paths in life to go, so we got eng...
Please read my profile for my stance on comments. Feel free to email suggestions or to start a conversation. Private messages work too. Luiz Bonfa; Walter Andre De Backer: "So when we found that we could not make sense, well you said that we would still be friends. But I'll admit that I was glad it was over." + + + + Aubrey, my wife, and I should have nev...
Author's Note: This story contains futa on male, oviposition (Egg laying) as well as a little domination stuff. As always, I appreciate feedback and I hope you enjoy. All characters in this story are over 18 years of age. ***** Isaac tilted his cowboy hat back as he leaned up against the fence. It had been several months since he had heard rumors about the...
Being in my senior year, the thought of summer should be my own personal wet dream. Freedom from school, from my family, from my social torment. And maybe 4 months ago it would've been. But I've never been so directionless in my life. And now that I stand on the precipice of escaping and enjoying my adulthood, I'm more miserable than I've ever been. The cro...
The days at the Plantation grew shorter and the temperature began to drop. We had harvested crops, canned food, mulched the gardens, prepared seed for the spring planting, and brought in more fuel and firewood for the winter. I stood beside Maggie in the kitchen, laboring away over the stove as we cooked for the fifty or so residence who we had come to know...
Two months went by before Daryl and I were no longer watched like hawks. John had taken a strong liking to him and the longer we were there, the more respect Daryl earned but it wasn't all daises and tulips. With Daryl's new standing in the group came resentment from others less talented and shrewd than he. They had been in the group longer; some were there...
Chapter 7 "Sex on the Beach" We had finished our salads and talked out the question I raised, at least, as far as we could for now. Gladys took charge and said, "OK, Hank, you go get your bathing suit, bring your motorcycle and I'll help Debra get ready." So I put my clothes on, walked home, got my swimsuit and motorcycle gear. I still needed to get Debra...