She was a slut when I married her. All the signs were there; I was just too lost in love (or lust) to have paid any attention. Well, I know now, oh boy do I know now! I met Vonda at the public library. She was a volunteer worker and donated her time two or three days a week. Sometimes she worked the checkout counter, sometimes she worked in the back catalog...
A cool breeze brushed around the corners of the motionless fire trucks with a soft whistle, then carried the last remnants of heat into the dark night. After the 100-plus-degree day, the shadow and shade of the department bays felt cool and refreshing. I unbuttoned the top of my shirt to cool the scalding temperature of my body and shuddered as a set of chi...
"Sarah, you know I love you, and want to spend my life with you." Sarah and Jim cuddled in each others arms. Sarah, having turned 18 the day before, was dressed in her boyfriend's favorite outfit, her cheerleading uniform. She had her hair in a ponytail, and was laying her head up against his shoulder, as he reached over and cupped her C cup breasts and rub...
The sound of cracking wood brought Kate's head up. Forestry work gave her great satisfaction, and being a park ranger was all she'd ever dreamed, but spending the last two weeks deep in the Ozarks had left her feeling unsettled. The hair on her neck stood up, as it had innumerous times over the last fortnight. Something was watching her, out there, in the da...
Andrew Reynolds was having a terrible month. He'd been laid off from his job, his depression was getting worse, and he was short on rent. As he walked back from his latest job interview, which he thought had gone as poorly as the rest, Andrew thought "How could things get any worse?" He then immediately cursed himself because, by thinking that, he had surely...
My name is Lydia and I am both a mistress and a slave. My husband Petrus is both my master and my slave. One day I will get him to tell his story but, for now, this is mine. Let it suffice to say that I am in charge of some aspects of his daily and nightly life; and he is in charge of some of mine. I have become his sex slave very willingly on condition tha...
This story is, in its entirety a work of fiction as well as intended purely as entertainment. You may not reproduce my work without my explicit consent. * Speeding down the desolate highway at 80, Rob's cock, hard and throbbing against his jeans, was not concerned with obeying traffic laws. He had been dating his girlfriend Jenny for a month now, and stil...
Patience did as she was told, and began to undress. It was a little cooler here in Doctor Cranshaw's consulting room. She had not needed a topcoat nor a jacket for the walk to his house in the June sunshine. She commenced with the skirt; unfastening the belt then reaching around for the hidden buttons. The skirt was fashionably short for 1910, at least six i...
Chapter 2: Coitus Interruptus "Virtue is to vice as coal is to diamonds." - Karl Kraus * Veronica started. A sound caused her to leap awake. She had been asleep, but she didn't know for how long. Trent lay beside her, his arms and legs spread out. He quietly snored. 'The sound of the motorcycle didn't wake him up,' Veronica thought. The engine revved a...
It was her request, that always gave the game an edge. The words came over dinner, with a coy smile and an embarrassed roll of her big, green eyes. "Can we play tonight?" His reply: "Of course," as it most often was. After the meal, he cleared the table and sent her to ready herself. In a few short moments she stood before him, powdered and perfumed, her...