In the earlier parts of my story I spoke of the frustrating relationship that I endure with my wife and her mother. Things had started to improve, with my mother in law lowering her defences and starting to shrug off some of her inhibitions. My wife also appeared to be encouraging me to bring her mother out of her shell, and I was of course only too happy t...
After receiving a cloned body I immigrated 127 Light Years from Earth to Free Skys. Unfortunately I had to work and pay for that cloned body and I had very few skills a high tech society could use. So it was either I become an Unskilled Labourer or a Sex Slave. I guess Human Recourses had my profile figured out. All those years in BDSM chat-rooms and website...
A few weeks had gone by since Nancy videoed us having sex and my eating her creampie. I told her it was okay to send it to her friend Marcy, since Marcy didn't believe I would do it. I was embarrassed because I knew Marcy would show it to her husband, Jeff, and he might think it was a bit gay. Still, I really do enjoy giving Nancy oral after I cum in her...
This story and its characters are complete fiction from the mind of the author. Any similarity to actual people or events is purely coincidence. * * * * * Hi. My name is Tom Banks. Let me introduce myself and my wife Marcy. We are in our early 50s. As for me I top the tape at 5' 10" and the scales at a well-packed 200lb. I have worked hard to keep myself i...
I have heard some people say that being a firefighter is long stretches of boredom with short intervals of extreme terror. I guess that can be true of other jobs as well. I don't know if I agree with that or not. My name is Barry, I fight fires. I love my job. As of the start of my story I have been doing it for 7 years, and never wanted to do anything else...
This story and its characters are complete fiction from the mind of the author. Any similarity to actual people or events is purely coincidence. * * * * * This is a continuation of the story begun in My First Harley. You may wish to find out what was going on up to this point. I slowly began to wake up to a pleasurable sensation between my legs. When I b...
It was Thursdays evening, Kelly had just returned from the gym. She had stripped off her shorts and sports bra pouring a glass of wine waiting for Gary to get home, he had already texted her saying he would be working late. It had been well over a week since Kelly had heard from Alex and was beginning to think he was done with her. She wanted to get out an...
I guess this story starts with a man I never knew. I knew of him, but I'd never seen him or even seen a picture of him. My mother had two brothers named Wendell and James. Some time before I was born James did something that shamed or badly embarrassed the family and he split. As I grew up I would occasionally hear my mother or grandmother say, "I wonder wh...
Joan and her best friend, Marcy, were having their regular Wednesday evening dinner together at a favorite little restaurant, hidden at the usual table in the back corner behind the awful plastic shrubbery. The Italian food was terrific, however. Their weekly get-togethers had started only about four or five months ago, although they had known one another ca...
Marcy had auditioned to dance at the Brass Pole a few months after the amputation of her left leg, and Candice had agreed she could have a month to show she could find an audience. After practicing and trying to develop new routines she realized it just wasn't possible to be as erotic and fluid as before the amputation. "Candice, I'm sorry," Marcy said. "I...