Author's note: First, this is a story that belongs in 'Loving Wives' because it is about a woman having sex with a man other than her husband and getting pregnant. If this kind of story isn't for you, don't read it and then post angry comments. The verb 'venir' means 'to come' in French. Both 'revenir' which means 'to return' and 'souvenir' which means 'to...
Author's Note: This story is fictional. It was not written with Earth Day in mind, but it happened to be ready at about the right time. My thanks to a friendly critic for suggesting that I enter it into the contest. Saturday, August 12, 1995... It's the beginning of a two-week birthday present. My birthday was three months ago, but I haven't minded the wai...
BRAZIL - HERE I COME! Donald stepped into the Boeing 787 Dreamliner. The welcome space was lavishly spacious and unusually tall for an airplane. Getting squeezed out of the compressed terminal walkway was freeing. The feeling of starting out on a great summer vacation to Brazil really sunk into his mind. The stewardess in the blue suit and the pearl earring...
I'm a vibrant forty-something year old divorcee who has an active sex life. I've been blessed with a petite figure and a pretty face, so I've never had problems finding willing partners to help me explore my sexuality. I love sex, and I especially love giving blowjobs. I love everything about sucking cock, the look of ecstasy in my partner's eyes, the feelin...
"Chocolate Marshmallow" "Good morning!" The pastor opened the door early Sunday morning, a tray of breakfast in hand. Ruth groaned as he put down the tray on the nightstand and opened the lilac curtains. "Yes, Sir, it's going to be a good Sunday. I can feel it. Something on the horizon is coming!" "Baby." Ruth stretched her arms and looked at her breakfa...
Rebecca hadn't been herself lately. She was smiling less and from time to time I heard her weeping for seemingly no reason at all. She wouldn't tell me what was wrong. She kept saying I couldn't understand. Even our Saturday night arrangements were affected. When the group of black men came over to ravage her violently, she usually let them have their way...
I know it sounds cliché, but I believe that my wife Joan and I have the perfect marriage. We will have been married for twenty years next month. We're every bit as in love today as we were when we first met. We hear stories about other couples who have problems and end up in divorce, but neither of us can imagine that ever happening to us. From the beginnin...
A loud piercing shriek awoke Jenna. Somehow her bed buddies slept through it. Bright red and blue lights peeked around the blinds but stopped abruptly. It was six am. Jenna saw several toys piled on a nightstand and blushed. Her friends undoubtedly saw what she'd been up to on her night almost alone. She would not disclose to them how high she was or that wh...
Chapter Three - Playing Away It is said that money can't buy happiness but before that statement is accepted you need to define and decide what makes you happy. After a lifetime of just scraping by and making do with second-best I have just come into a small fortune (for me, that is) and now, by definition, I'm very happy because Helen and me can now proper...
Author's note: Aside from the beginning of the chapter, there isn't much in the way of sexual activity. If you are reading for that, feel free to close out as soon as the characters start driving. The rest of the chapter is plot advancement and conversation. There is one conversation at the end that may disturb readers - one man threatens another with inj...