Jenn Heath took in a deep breath of the winter Pacific air and smiled. She was back home. Standing on the bridge at Deception Pass with her boyfriend she gazed out across the chilly grey water toward the San Juan Islands and Victoria Canada beyond them. To her right, farther north, was Fidalgo Island and Anacortes Washington. Behind her cars streamed past ov...
When the Devil Gets the Last Laugh: An April Fool's Story At approximately two o'clock in the morning on March 30th, a shriek was heard so loudly throughout the Meadowbrook Apartment Complex that it even woke Mrs. Jones in 4B, who every night takes enough Ambien to kill a horse. "What the fuck did you do!" Jenn screamed as she shot up in bed reaching to...
Against the warnings of his colleagues at Harvard University, Rod Johnson, a brilliant theoretical biologist, had invested all of his efforts in finding methods to naturally enhance the size of women's breasts. He had secured a grant to study the formation of tumors in rats, but in fact had used the money for his secret passion: the application of chemicals...
XXIII. Jenn looked around. She saw naked writhing bodies; smelled the redolence of sweat and love, sickly sweet in the air; she heard the low inarticulate animal roar of lust. She was both a part of and apart from her surroundings. There was a paradoxical tranquility deep in the throes of group sex. They say drowning is a peaceful way to go. Perhaps she was...
I considered myself a lucky man. I had a nice job and a beautiful wife. I'm Jeff and my wife is named Jennifer me and our friends call her Jenn for short. We met in college I played football, nothing that impressive just good enough to get into school, and I saw her at a party she was wearing tight jeans that showed off her perfect bubble ass and a black ta...
XXXV. While for Matt life was becoming a baptismal pool in which he could immerse himself in guilt; for Jenn it was a growing freedom she could bathe in – bask in, a freedom from restraints, a freedom from conventional morals and society's morés, a freedom, indeed, from inhibition itself. The morning they anchored outside Singapore, after most of the guest...
This first part was written by pet...I have made necessary changes for him, but W/we hope everyone enjoys what W/we have put together for you. I woke up sandwiched on the bed between my wife "Miss Jenn" and our friend and lover Chuck. I was horny and sporting a rock hard cock, even after the night of fun and games. I looked at Miss Jenn's beautiful face and...
Authors note: This story is true and very little is embellished. These are very good friends of mine and the names and locations have been changed to protect their identities. The story is told from the the viewpoint of the husband (Larry) as he is the one who spent most of the effort to ensure accuracy of this tale. The Wife (Jennifer) still talks to me but...
Part 2 -TRANSITION XVII. Jenn had come from a wealthy family. For the first two years they had dated, she had done her best to keep that fact from Matt, indeed, from anyone. Notwithstanding, she had brought a substantial private income into the marriage. Being raised in a family of means, with abundant domestic help – a butler, a maid, and a nanny – Jenn c...
This is Part 2 of my story, "The Temp." While it can stand alone, you should read the original story as well. Originally, “The Temp” was going to be a single tale, but a reader suggested I continue it with the pregnant Jenn getting involved – so I decided to follow up the original with this story. I really do love pregnant women – to me, there is nothing sex...