If you read the first story, I finally got my wife to take her reluctant exhibitionism to the next level. Getting her to be more of a slut has been a dream of mine for a very long time. I can't remember ever being this horny. My wife going around, showing her stuff, and actually knowing that she was being watched while we fucked! Damn, she made a lot of cock...
© Sadie Rose Bermingham and Bellora Quinn 2012 Yes, Ladies and Gentlefolk, we have not abandoned you. We present, without further ado, Chapter the fifth of Rayne and Xavier's adventures in England and we hope that you find them suitably entertaining. Please remember that we post the stories out of the love of our black hearts and ask only that you do not ta...
Chapter One -- Connection The seventies were a raucous and naive time of sexual awakening coupled with kink and fetish-inspired awareness and uninhibited exploration before the onset of AIDS in the early eighties. They were an exciting, brash, and irreverent period in which to come-out. The Disco era was in full-swing. Someone I had heard of from Cornwall,...
To the readers who liked my first story: this one's a similar premise...cheating wife scenario. However it's much different than "On a dare." There's a lot more back story and setup. You're not meant to like the main character, Veronica, at least at first. She's pretty much a snobby bitch. But to be fair, she is HOT snobby bitch! * "Oh Christ!" Veronica's...
It was about 1:00 in the afternoon in Porto San Michele and at this time the town was mostly deserted. We just had lunch by the pool at the Santa Margherita, a nice restaurant inside a beach establishment of the same name. The resort was elegant and full of amenities, private cabins, hot showers and a bar where they served the best espresso in town. We dec...
I kept telling myself the fantasy was wrong. No sane woman wants to be wildly gang-fucked by half a dozen well-hung men. But I did. Every night I would lay awake and caress my nipples while thinking about their cocks sliding up inside me. Then I would spend half the night fucking myself with a giant, purple dildo I keep in the bottom of my lingerie drawer. T...
Greetings beloved readers, this is the first part of a five part series. I will post each chapter about a week apart. Many thanks to fellow authors and occasional collaborators Friskee_cpl who gave me notes on the story and whose stories served as a vital inspiration for this tale. The cabin's tiny shower was difficult to fine-tune, demanding ample patience...
This is the fourth sequel to "There Goes the Neighborhood" and Marissa_Pt1 and Pt2. In "Neighborhood" Marissa and her husband Brad are seduced into swapping by their new neighbor, a mobster. But then Marissa learns to like cocaine too much and becomes the mobster's mistress. Brad does whatever it takes to get her back. I recommend that you read the stories...
It seemed like the afternoon sun was concentrating all it's might on an innocent Crown Vic preying patiently in a clearing off the side of a sparsely vegetated highway just outside of Hartford Connecticut. "We can fry eggs on the hood of this bitch," Jeff Summers, an auspicious rookie cop, blurted out as he was baking in the passenger seat. "You already at...
When Freddy Gordon hired in at J. Carrol Grady publishing, he expected to rise to the top - not quickly, necessarily - but eventually. This had never happened. Since day one, if there were odd jobs, from mopping, to fetching lunch, or coffee, Freddy was the one they sent. The phrase "...we'll send'in the kid." had become synonymous with he, in particula...