My name is Steve and I am a time traveller. Sounds like something an obtuse person would say, right? Well, I'm not dim-witted and I am telling the truth. I am a time traveller. I don't travel through time because I necessarily want to, or because I'm searching for something; I travel because I must, because I cannot help it. Believe me, I'd much rather stic...
I know that no one is going to believe this, but I just had to tell someone. So, I thought I'd write it down and find somewhere to post it and ... well, you know ... just see if anyone would take it seriously, or not. I went shopping last week; to one of those national chain stores where they have last year's styles and close-outs at really low prices. I gu...
Ever since my wife Alison and I set up a situation where I could watch her giving oral sex to my best friend our sex life has vastly improved. Even though in the heat of the moment she got carried away and ended up having full sex, I couldn't hold it against her as I was so turned on seeing her getting fucked. During our love making we re-enact the scene an...
I hate big box stores and I hate Target. I hate everything companies like this stand for. I hate the garbage they sell, the ethic of consumption they shove down societies throats, and I particularly hate the tentacles that trail behind them into the factories and sweatshops in far away lands where people who can't afford to even imagine the volumes of garbag...
Alberta now lived with us and attended MU. Her parents did not suspect anything untoward as she explained that we lived close to the university and it would save two hours a day traveling. If she had lived at home she would have wasted a lot of time that could have been spent at our detached home as our lovely young slut, so Belinda and I were thrilled to ha...
Hi everyone, this is my first attempt at a story and I would really appreciate any feedback, good or bad to improve my writing. Of course this is a work of fiction loosely based on real events. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did! Our trip to Europe was to be our first real sexual adventure. Of course we had done a few things back home, but coming from a s...
I am twenty years old and getting ready to start my first year at the local college. My parents would have been too worried if I moved away to go to college. A mother has far too many fears. Last weekend my friends and I decided to go out to a night club in the next city. Of course I drank a little too much, but not so much I did not know what I was doing....
I've got it all now; Fast cars, big houses, exotic holidays, expensive clothes and jewellery, but none of it is mine. No, the monied side of my marriage is most definitely my wife, Cassandra. I first met Cass when I was called to her house to do some plumbing work. She was married to Lord somebody-or-other at the time, but that didn't stop her relieving me...
I wake up and notice that Kathy has gotten up earlier. I roll out of bed and go to the bathroom to relieve my morning piss. As I finish releasing my morning urination, my morning boner starts to subside. I grab a pair of loss-fitting boxers from my dresser and proceed to go to the living room. I can hear the television talking as I hear the cooking of breakf...
Most of my stories are written for my wife's reading pleasure. She sometimes is the character and others she is not. Most are written from an aspect that places her there or gives her the most realism that I can possibly give. I hope you enjoy. * Two weeks ago, you were informed that on Monday of this week, two corporate representatives would be coming to...