This is the fifteenth and final episode in a series entitled "Jackie and Artie". If you have not read the previous fourteen episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. "Jackie and Artie" is a romantic story about a dominant hot wife and her submissive cuckold husband. While they have a deep and abiding love for each other t...
Mailgirl Number Thirteen winced as she accepted another blow. The sound of the paddle connecting against the bare flesh of her behind echoed through the locker room, and carried over the murmured conversation of the other mailgirls behind her. She was standing, with her legs spread and bent at the midsection over the spanking bench, just to one side of the l...
Sometimes plans can have unexpected consequences. Hannah paced around Bethany's apartment, fuming. "That scumbag." `"It sounds like he was. You're better off without him." Hannah plopped down on the sofa beside her friend and drained her wine glass, staring across the room, at nothing. "I don't even want to go home. Everything I look at reminds me of him....
I would like to thank the darlin mymantoy999 for his editing and insight and in particular keeping my math and thought process straight while writing these! ***** As amber had suggested she and I settled into our new normal relatively quickly. Now on top of waitress duties every other week, house cleaning trips and the random frustration amber experienced...
The three of us had a sensual shower together. I got ready much more quickly than the girls did and fixed myself a drink, and poured each of them a glass of wine. I brought it in to them, and it looked like they were just finishing up. Raquel had already stripped the comforter and sheets off the bed since Tina's cum had soaked all the way through. Once we h...
I was on a plane bound for Germany for the first time since Julia and I split up just less than three years ago. In that time we had not seen each other again though we had been in contact via email. As we slowly drifted over the clouds I flicked through some old photos that I'd transferred back to my camera. My head filled with past memories and what we wou...
Summary: A man on a trip to San Francisco descends into the drag queen world. Warning: This story is a rather lengthy tale with a fair amount of plot at the beginning. That said, as the story unfolds the sex comes in pretty heavy doses. Thanks: To the amazing copy editing of Estragon who catches my many mistakes. Thanks 2: A thank you goes to the followi...
He didn't look that weird when he walked into the room. Actually, he had a nice face with a pleasant smile, and it was clear that he worked out regularly. But there was no getting past the blue spandex suit, the red cape and, of course, the big S on his chest. For at least the tenth time I silently cursed my editor for assigning me to write a story about a...
I should have known better. After all, I'm not a kid. I'm a thirty-five year old man with a company to run. Still, I thought it would be fun. A day away from the office--a sunny day, cold with a groomed layer of new snow. I dug my snowboard, boots and helmet out of the closet and headed north. The second run of the day turned out to be my last. I caught a...
"I really need it tonight baby," Terri whispered to me, as we pulled the car into our favorite club. I knew she did by the way she had been acting the past few days. And when she dressed for this evening she certainly left no doubt. Her shortest, sexiest, black dress with spaghetti straps; her strappy high heels, and wearing her favorite [and mine] crotchles...