This is a story about a woman cuckolding a man and taking all his money - don't read if that doesn't interest you! ***** I first met Kristin on a Saturday night at a trendy bar in my city. She was cute, around 28 with dirty blonde hair, and a sexy blue dress on. I'm 33. We hit it off and I bought her several drinks throughout the night. I thought I might b...
Over the next few days Kristin enjoyed reliving the feeling of being taken in the ass against the window. She put out of her mind, the ending and just focused on his passion and desire as he ate her and fucked both of her holes. The wanton abandon of letting him have her any way he wanted was delicious and she masturbated again and again, reliving the epis...
(This story takes place immediately after Drummer Boy – The Call.) A few minutes after leaving the Motel 6, Jason was inside the Waffle House. It was one of those combo restaurant / truck stops with the restaurant on one side, convenience store on the other, and the restrooms (including rent-a-showers for the truckers) in the middle. Jason got a table on...
Hi. My name is Israela and I am a female Jewish analytical (Jungian) psychologist. I am married with a Gentile pharmacist named Jane, and as soon as we got married, we joined the NuDistrict, a clothing-optional community. There are no stated gender restrictions, but nearly all the adult inhabitants are women -- cis or trans; male-identified people are "nudg...
Passion In James County IX Indiscretions By D.C. Roi Chapter sixteen After leaving Melissa, Mitch went to Kristin's house. He hadn't intended to wind up in bed with his employer's wife, and he had promised Kristin he'd come over for dinner and didn't want to disappoint her because he really liked her and she needed his support. "A real home-cooked dinner...
Kristin entered her dark house. Mark's car was in the garage, so she figured he was already in bed, and probably asleep. She sighed and wondered if she should stop off in the spare bedroom to masturbate, she could always relive her fuck with Richard. But she was tired, all that dancing was unusual, and so she walked down the hall to their bedroom, and carefu...
[I have a custom when I'm editing a Final Draft. I will purchase a rotisserie chicken from HEB, for my own personal consumption. Since it's a reward, neither the kids nor my spouse get to have any. I will eat my giant chicken, while editing my story, and when I'm finished, submit the story for publication on the site. This Final Draft required two entire ro...
Kristin was just an average nineteen year old college girl trying to work her way through school. Well, OK. Maybe she wasn't so average. Her tall, slender frame, beautifully full and rounded breasts and small, shapely ass turned many a man's...and woman's...head. Neatly styled blonde hair hung to her shoulders and blue eyes shyly shined towards anyone who st...
Winter Carnival It hadn't come last year, but you had heard about it – the Winter Carnival that pitched its tents in the valley just the other side of the river that ran below the University. You had heard about it from the kids. It seemed strange. In the middle of winter; a carnival. But one morning as you walked from the big old Victorian house on one hi...
The following story is based on actual events. The flight from JFK to Vegas was more than five hours. First-class seating compensated for the long flight. Jenny ordered a martini, put on her headphones, and fell asleep to the sounds of smooth jazz. She woke up just in time to see the Vegas lights from 2000 feet above the city. Jenny was a seasoned travele...