I was very sore when I got home with my husband after the giving my two favorite sailors a sendoff and being gang-banged in a parking lot. Together we surveyed the damage inflicted on my poor body. I took of my dirty dress and gazed in the full-length mirror. Most apparent were my poor breasts. They were all red and bruised. They were very swollen and hung d...
Shaila's Cousin Deana I was getting a divorce. A huge fight had ensued that night after I'd sent my son into the house to ask my cheating bitch of a wife about her boyfriend. At first she tried to deny it like all cheaters do when they get busted, then she tried to turn the argument around talking about me taking advantage of her and leaving her face down...
Hello Faithful Readers, I know it has been a long time since I've written, but there have been mitigating circumstances in my life that have kept me from writing. I have a friend that requested this story and when he read it he insisted I publish it... hope you like it as much as he and his favorite submissive did. If you like it please send me feedback an...
Mrs. Jackson stood in her bathroom as she glanced over at the clock. She frantically tried to get ready for her yoga class. The hot wife assumed that it would be at least an hour before her husband came home as Fred had left early in the morning to pick up Phil Dorman from the Missouri State Correctional Center. As Phil had demanded, she had testified at his...
I woke up to the feeling of a heavy object lying on my left side and realized it was Cheryl. Kaitlyn was lying on my right side and was still asleep, but Cheryl was awake and staring at me. "What time is it?" "Almost nine o'clock. What time did you guys come to bed?" "Maybe an hour after you went to bed." "I see you had enough for one more tussle before...
KEEPING THE WITSONS TOGETHER Another slice of life at St. Dunstan's; for background, please consult the previous episodes Last in a flock of four. Feedback welcome. "Father, you've got to help us. You're the only one we trust, and we want to save our marriage. Please, Vicar, please." I sat back in my chair as I regarded Percy Witson and his wife Peggy. Pe...
It seemed my wife Dee and I had picked a good weekend for an overnight stay in town. It was a lovely hot sunny Saturday morning as we drove in and both were in a relaxed and playful mood. Dee was feeling quite flirty and contented so even wore a nice thin cotton dress to travel in and, as I discovered within the first ten minutes, no panties! I had slipped m...
(Just some stuff going on around the old homestead, my wife Debra and I seem to attract mayhem. A few of you have expressed interest in the tales, which I really don't have to add much too, they are nutty enough being truthful. So this is one of my rambling updates, to fill things in because over the next 6 months I figure something is going to happen that...
An E&I Enterprises Story copyright 2002 by Stormbringer * * * * * Note: This story takes place during Solomon's wandering years. Prologue: Solomon King looked across the creek at the remains of the shack he had grown up in. He was surprised it was still standing, though it was more of a lean-to now then house. Progress hadn't come to this part of Miss...
"Shoot that fucking thing, Willow!" Margo cried out. "Look at how big that fucking thing is!" "No, don't shoot it!" Mary countered. "It isn't doing anything threatening yet!" "What do you mean not yet? Is it a threat or isn't it?" The big cook shot back. "Well, of course it is a threat!" Mary returned. "But it'll be a bigger threat if we shoot at it and p...