Hey Fuckers This is more my speed when it comes to endings. The angry villagers were coming for me for "Five Second Window." No more coin flips! Redo1984 ***** My plan was to wash my RS, drink a few beers and listen to some music. Maybe do some lifting and a little elliptical after that. A little me time. Normally on a Friday, we would have a relaxing...
The multimeter's LED screen flickered as the probes connected with delicate circuitry. As the device detected abnormalities, hand tools were applied, cleaning, replacing, restoring. Making the functional the exceptional. Finally, the probes were withdrawn; the tool put away, the cover plate reinserted. I admired its streamlined form, its promise of swift jus...
Dear friend... I wanted to tell you about that time my first boyfriend shared me with a stranger. I had already told you that he liked to discipline me and push me to the limits of trust and obedience. This was to be the ultimate proof of my devotion to him. He talked about this with me, we read erotic short stories about switching partners and inviting gu...
A note to readers: This is a long story that unfolds chapter by chapter through the eyes of two protagonists -- Mark and Elsa, and as in many of my other stories involves a growing spate of horny characters. Every ten chapters or so I will provide a short summary at the start of that episode to bring new readers up to date. This story could appear in a numbe...
It was the story of Riya, a twenty-five-year-old divorced woman. She shared her with me, six days ago and I was impressed with her way of narration. (So will be in her narration). I was twenty-three years old and married happily to Steve (name Changed). We had a very healthy sex life with regular fuck sessions, giving me orgasms on a regular basis. The onl...
Monday seemed to come around fairly quickly. After my morning fucking the plumbers in the office, my lunch with the girls had turned into a pretty wild night out, and I had ended up dirty dancing with and kissing a guy on the dance floor of the salsa bar we ended up in. I felt pretty slutty doing that only 12 hours after the threesome. I was a bit glum as I...
Intermezzo The morning has finally arrived, cooler than yesterday. The breeze is still there but all the wind on earth can not blow away the memories of last night. I am sitting on my balcony, my soft winter robe around me. The newspaper is anchored beneath a carafe of coffee. This is the best place to be on a Sunday morning. I have a section of the paper...
Author’s note: This is the second part in this series. Your warm response has encouraged me to continue writing. This is a fictional story. It did not really happen, although it might. If you take offense or do not care for stories where a wife completely dominates her husband, please pass this one by. This series is copyrighted by the author. It may no...
They were all grumpy and exhausted after the near-fiasco in Mexico. But Esther refused to let them put Jacob and Tomiko in danger by staying any longer than necessary. By the afternoon they'd returned the rental cars and picked up their own from the airport lot. While they made preparations for the next long drive, Esther sat with Jacob. "Why go all the way...
'This is difficult', I said to myself as I strolled across the room wearing the flimsy baby doll that Mark had bought for me to wear. It was a light red color, the fabric just a wispy cloth that was not translucent but transparent, a single button between my breasts holding it together. Nothing was hidden from view, not my breasts, not my butt, and not my pu...