Mary stood in her wedding dress, posing for the camera. She could feel the cum dripping down her inner thighs, and she was sure she could smell sex wafting up through the air from her abused pussy. She looked over at her new husband. Greg looked so handsome in his black tuxedo, and a small pang of guilt washed through her. She knew from the soreness that was...
The Usual Disclaimer: This is a work of fantasy. All characters featured in sexual situations are over 18. The characters in these stories are fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons living, dead or undead is purely coincidental. Do not try this at home. Author's note: This story describes a game of Texas Hold 'em poker. The rules of the game of poker...
Co written with AverageJoe for your pleasure – one wild night, two views! The Knight and his Wench You are a lonely stranger when you walk into my bar, there's an aura of command about you, hooded and in a long cloak you conceal yourself from the prying eyes of the regulars. You glance around the bar with weary apathy sizing up the atmosphere before you or...
(If you have not read The Initiation-Chapter 1, you may want to do so before you begin this chapter.) The rest of the evening was one big orgy, highlighted when the three women and three men got into one big pile. Donna and Susan had a two-headed 12" dildo between their legs, giving each of them countless orgasms. At the same time, both of them were feastin...
My thanks to LadyCibelle and my friend SH for sorting my foul-ups and editing this short tale for me Clarification: Blues and Twos = an emergency vehicle or police car travelling with it's blue lights and siren on. Casualty = UK name for a hospital Emergency Room. The/a village bike = the village slut, only too pleased to take on all cumers! Retribution...
Sunday morning was slipping into afternoon when I awoke in Julia's room. I looked at the ceiling for a few moments until my brain caught up with the rest of me, and memories of the previous 24 hours came flooding back. But for the fact that I was in Julia's bed and ached in places I didn't even know I had, the events of Saturday seemed almost unreal. Had I r...
Matt Moreau wrote a Loving Wives story some time ago about a husband and wife that work for the same company. The wife is the CEO, the husband a regular employee, and the wife fires the husband. The wife, of course, is having an affair. The idea of a CEO wife firing her husband, as a business decision without the infidelity factor, and how that might affect...
Steve was busy preparing their meal; he'd volunteered to cook on this Saturday night. He enjoyed being chef and was reflecting the past few days, meeting Hazel that kitchen. "Hazel? I presume? Sorry about delaying meeting you! I'm on a slightly tight schedule; Marion told you?" smiled Steve extending a hand of friendship. Hazel's hand was soon in his, it w...
edited by Asylum Seeker * (Scythe: A tool composed of a long curved blade fixed at an angle to a wood handle, used for mowing, reaping, etc.) Cleave watched from across the field as the shiny new Volvo pulled up the weedy driveway leading to the Bleaker house. He'd already seen the white and green Bekins moving van depositing its load of fancy furniture a...
Kyle is my brother. He's a couple of years younger than me and considered the wilder one. He wasn't really wild but he had chosen not to go to college. Kyle said he liked the outdoor work of construction jobs, which certainly kept him in good shape. He had what the girls call a hard body, and Kyle exploited his good looks. He always seemed to have nice looki...