Content Warning - This fantasy will definitely not be to everyone's taste. It is in the Loving Wives category because the couple smashes their marriage vows. Please don't read further if you are expecting a traditional romance. ***** I woke up late Sunday morning to the sound of my alarm. I felt hungover and disoriented. The thought of getting out of bed...
Hello, everybody. This will be my last story in the transgender genre. I have loved writing both of these stories and my "Karen and Me" stories, but it's time to explore something else in the erotic world. As you can see, I'm a romantic at heart and deeply respectful of women and their feelings. I don't like violence and I won't write about it in my stories....
I woke up with some sadness. I was having a great time, and today was our last full day. I was also very sore, my whole body hurt. My head, hair, jaws, pussy and ass were really abused over the past couple of days. I wasn't sure if I could take any more, but I knew I would probably have to suck up the pain, and just enjoy myself. I would need a week's vacati...
"Are these seats taken?" Lauren spoke brightly to some familiar faces. Hannah Clark's whole family was seated in a row in the center-back of the bustling auditorium. Her sisters and her dad, Mitch, had all been swiping through stuff on their cell phones and her mom, Claire, was reading through the event's program. They all looked up almost simultaneously to...
Just to refresh your memory I reproduce here the last few words of part 2. Ten years went by. During these years, in the beginning Razia and I exchanged letters nearly every month but soon it came down to a New Year greeting card once a year. A couple of years later this also stopped. In other words I lost contact with her completely. In these years I di...
Taking Care of Everything Chapter Five - Starting Anew I sat for what seemed hours. I stood, wiping the tears from my eyes. I wiped the tears from my eyes. Standing touching her headstone I told her that I will always love her, I then walked back to my car and headed for home. There was one important stop I needed to make in an attempt to start making ame...
Robin cried as I drove. We hadn't said a word to each other as we left. I drove to my house. She didn't tell me where to drive. She didn't ask me where I was going. We left her car at the apartment complex. She didn't need to drive. She needed to be taken care of. When I pulled into my garage and turned the engine off, she unbuckled her seatbelt and hugged...
Author's note: This is, in all its seven parts and their many chapters, one very, very long story. If long stories bother you, I suggest you read something else. No part of this story is written so as to stand on its own. I strongly suggest that you start with the beginning of Part 1 and read sequentially—giving up at any point you choose, of course....
My wife and I got married about two years ago, before we got married we were dating for about eight years. We were high school sweethearts that stayed together. We've been through a lot together, and will go through a lot more. Not long after we met we knew we were in love, and have fallen deeper and deeper since. We live in a small house we bought shortly a...
AUTHOR'S NOTE #1: WARNING! This is neither a BTB nor a RAAC story. All keyboard commandos should probably stop reading here; there are other very good stories submitted by some fine writers available. If you enjoy a plausible story keep reading. If you think no story could possibly end like this, I know at least one man who would beg to differ. Constructive...