There was an insistent tapping on Michael's door that, considering it was after 2 am, he wanted nothing more than to ignore. After several minutes, he realized that the disturbance was not going to go away and it must be addressed. "Do you have any idea..." he said irritably as he swung open the door. All agitation was lost as he realized who had been rappi...
-You want some coffee? she asked. -Sure, I answered. She made some Senseo. Not my favorite, but still. She sat on her padded chair. I sat across from her on her couch, which had two Saturday newspapers spread out across the rest of it to my left. -Cheers! We both sipped hot coffee. She lit up a cigarette. I didn't smoke, and I wasn't so glad of smelling...
Michelle returned from the bathroom after about 15 minutes. I was still in my seat watching secretly from behind the mirror, wondering what Sandy had meant when she asked; "Do you like the show so far?" The implication that there is more to come, but what more could these people do to my drunk wife? More to the point; what would she let them do? Sandy h...
WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the persons, characters, franchises or places depicted within. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your current country of residence....
This story is pure fiction. The characters in the story are people from real life and most of the surroundings are very much real. However, nothing that transpires between them in the story is real; even if it were, they would have never admitted it. This a cuckold story. A cuckold is a husband who receives vicarious pleasure from his partner having sex wit...
In Chapter one our heroine, Kate, a successful businesswoman turning 60, has asked herself a troubling question. Is she a slut? Thus began a series of chapters in which she describes to her husband Henry (her fourth husband) her life beginning with her late teen years and her sexual activities at each stage. The portion in italics in each story is her recoll...
Chrissie had just turned twenty one a week ago and already she was making the best of her newfound freedom by driving from Albuquerque, New Mexico all the way to L.A. She had bought herself a 1967 convertible Camaro and was now rolling down the highway, enjoying the sun on her face and the wind in her hair, an oldies radio station blaring out Highway to Hell...
WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the singers, record labels, musicians, places, etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in...
Author's Note: Sorry I've made you all wait for this for so long but so much has happened since '08. We had to move and there were health issues with both my husband and I, and some family problems that left writing in the background of my mind. I've been slowly returning to it, working on stories I had written and seeing what I could do with them, before go...
When Brian returned from town with a load of lumber, Aidan was waiting at the barn. He didn't even wait for him to come to a complete stop before he questioned him. "How was she?" Brian raised his brows as he pulled the wagon to a stop and set the brake. He eyed his brother, stalling for time as he weighed what he should tell him. "Who, Mrs. Tisdale?" he...