"Mmmuuummmppphhh!" "Relax and breathe through your nose. You're fine!" From being completely asleep -- or unconscious -- or whatever, I had no idea what was going on, only my mouth was stuffed full of something and I couldn't breathe. My wife was comforting me, or so I thought, until I opened my eyes and saw her hand in front of my mouth holding whatever i...
Love story It was way more than just lust, but it was done so well, and kept so quiet, that it was hard to call it a passionate affair. Upon reflection, though, it was definitely a deep love, the kind where two souls touch and wrap themselves around each other like grapevines on a fence. It was the kind of love I've always wanted, and thought I had, with...
As usual, some will like this, and some will not. The system will not allow 'murder' as a story tag, but you can consider yourself forewarned here, in case you don't want to read that. All characters are 18 or over, and no resemblance to any person, living, dead or undead, is intentional. This story is purely fiction, and as some people have noted about my...
Not being in the HDK-Blackrandi consortium, I never did get all the details on the "Sharing & Caring" thing that's supposed to be going down this week, so what I've come up with here is just from my interpretation of what was hinted at by the two in the preceding few weeks. I wasn't invited to participate; but since the hints were out there and I had a l...
I recently came across imhapless' original story, "For The Greater Good," which I enjoyed very much except for the non-ending. But since imhapless asked others to write their own endings, I read both the GeorgeAnderson version and the amyyum version, and enjoyed both. However, I saw it a little different than both of them, so for the first time ever I decide...
Traci Tippmann and Nick Alwine were spooning together lovingly after another great lovemaking session. Nick had his arms wrapped around Traci, and both were lightly sweating from their previous exertion. Traci extricated herself and turned to face Nick. "You really need to buy an executive life insurance package from my husband," she said while looking him...
I had been watching Traci, my wife of 64 years, looking very pensive over these last few days, more than what was normal for this time of year. It was 5:44 a.m. on a Tuesday morning. She quietly, slowly, took the covers off of her and sat up, trying hard not to disturb me because she didn't know I was awake. She slipped on a bathrobe and slippers, left the b...
It was a simple, straightforward question, and it deserved a simple, straightforward answer, John Montero thought to himself. "How long have you been fucking Aaron?" he practically whispered to his wife of 22 years, Traci, as she entered the darkened kitchen before he surprised her by flipping on the lights. Traci spluttered a non-reply as halfway through...
Traci had drifted off to sleep in my arms with her head on my chest after what most couples would proudly call one hell of a good session of sex. We had just spent about an hour and half in various positions, and not only did I make Traci cum at least six times, but four of those were of the screaming orgasm variety. At the very least, she was going to have...
I was bleeding like a stuck pig from the cut I had just ripped on my right hand working on my car engine, so I ran from the garage into the downstairs bathroom for a towel and then a washcloth. Then I reached into the medicine cabinet for a Band-Aid, finding the metal box right next to my wife's birth control pills. After putting two Band-Aids on the cut, I...