This story is the property of the author. It is not to be changed in any way, nor published or shown at other web sites without the permission of the author. The snow was coming down so heavy that the windshield wipers were clogging. Cedric was concerned that he would be stuck out on the Interstate without any means of calling for help. He had forgotten hi...
Pulling back onto I-77 Statesville we left brothers with quite a secret between them. Their wives were still sharing stories and drinks with old girlfriends. Before that Dan and Don had shared a lot in their lives. The wives had been best friends since grade school. The women later dated and Dan and Don and married. The men led similar lives with the familie...
Judith sat cross-legged on the floor with her cloak arranged over her shoulders. The stone floor of the sunken church scratched at her bare rump. It was a microcosm of the pickling she felt on the inside. Her face burned with a heat that had nothing to do with the torches. If she looked like she wanted to crawl into a hole out of embarrassment, Luca looked...
I am thinking this story can only be titled "WOW" as I begin typing. In a few days, I will turn 57 years old and for the first 56 and a half years of my life I considered myself while not entirely a loser I was so close that at times it felt that way. I was married to my high school sweetheart for a whole 6 months and 5 days. I was never fortunate enough t...
We have an afternoon to kill before we meet Thomas for dinner. With dinner followed up by Judith's big load from him for the night. Maybe, if she really wants to fuck as often and hard as she wants like she said we can find someone other than Thomas to give her a pussy full this afternoon. That would throw her off track on seeing Thomas like it is date night...
Having enjoyed the charms of my wife, Judith, only to turn her willingly over to some vigorous swordsmanship by her own husband, Thad, in the back seat of the Bentley parked in their front court, the maddenly naked Cynthia Standall turned her full attentions on me. She took my hand and pulled me through the entrance into their cliffside mansion. She gaily r...
CHAPTER 1 Judith Kennedy smiled at she looked out the small kitchen windows of the holiday home at the lake. The dads and boys of the two families were playing soccer on the rough, just-mown lawn against the girls and the boyfriends of the older girls. The females were shrieking 'foul', 'that's not fair' and 'give us a chance to play the ball'. Roll back...
Hello! And thank you for checking out this prologue to The Best Cure is Love. If you came across this story and have not read chapter one of The Best Cure is Love, then I highly recommend checking that out first before reading/watching this prologue. Now a little information about the renders. All renders have been made with DAZ 3D, it's a free program and...
This story is a re write of one of my earlier stories. It is a complete fantasy, and no one is under the age of 20 and there is no cruelty. ***** INTRODUCTION Bruce was 36 now but he had remembered that exciting evening so many times, over the following years, as if it were yesterday. He was a married man with a beautiful young wife Judith. He was Head o...
The week after Judy went home, I got busy at work and had to go out of town for a few days. As fate would have it, Judith then had to attend a trade show, so, we did not see much of each other for a couple of weeks. I collected Judith from the airport Friday night. I helped with her bags and set them down in her apartment. "Give me a hug, Joe," she said. I w...