After Sports Day by new forester © Young mother goes with the two pensioners again. Hot The first meeting with Wendy, 'After the Pantomime,' can also be read in the 'Mature' series. It takes place 6 months before the following story. It had been at least 6 months since the Christmas pantomime and the wonderful events that overtook the sexy young mother o...
Disclaimer: This fanfic is based off the Neverwinter Nights community module by the name of "A Dance with Rogues" created by Valine. I fell in love with this story and felt compelled to write something that compliments it. This story is rated Mature (NC-17) for explicit content and graphic violence. All characters except Shiloh, Bastian, Rhys, Ni'as, Nicca,...
The weekend was coming up and I was invited to spend it with Mary and Lester, so I told my parents I was riding my cycle down to a buddy's house in Key West. That lie was a lot better than telling my parents that I was going to be a few blocks away fucking one of their best friends, a woman my mom's age, while her husband watched. I filled up a backpack...
The area by the window had a padded surface; no doubt Blanche's departed husband and many other enslaved men had been made to kneel for hours at this window, whilst they contemplated their fate on just such an evening as this. The padding would not be for their comfort, it would be there to ensure that their knees functioned when the time came to entertain....
This morning's headlines are not grabbing me. Typically, I wake up, fix coffee, and read the news. I am, typically, horny, and sex fantasies swirl through my mind like the steam swirling from my coffee. Like, how it feels to kiss and hug and grope a man's back and hips and ass and cock fully dressed. And how a man's ass can be so round and heavy with sex...
It was just terrifying when my wife caught me surfing for porn. I thought she was asleep in bed and I was indulging myself as usual in front of my desktop computer. But for some reason she got up and I didn't hear her come into the study behind me until it was too late. "And what exactly do you think you are doing?" she said. I thought I was going to faint....
It had been three days since Betty's encounter with Bill. The events of their meeting had been on her mind a lot since then. Almost constantly, in fact. And that was her problem. Admitting to herself that she, a married woman, had deliberately seduced one of the neighborhood boys caused the blood to rush to her cheeks. But what caused her even more consterna...
Amanda struggled to keep her mind on work that morning. Something of what she was thinking was written all over her face. "Have you seduced him yet?" Emily asked. "Whatever do you mean?" she chuckled. "Oh, Amanda, you dirty bitch. Please, do tell." Her friend grinned. Both women laughed and groaned as Amanda shared her experience. Emily even joked about...
It's not common to see a story told as a series of limericks, and while this is "poetry," this is not, I think, what people expect to find in the poetry section at Lit, so I didn't put it there. I could also have classified this as humor, but while it has funny parts, it's not entirely meant to be side splitting. It should make you smile, and maybe perhaps...
Where should I start? So much has happened over the past 6 months. A life changing experience to say the least. Before I begin, it's important to know that I'm a firm believer in the saying "Once you go black, you never go back". I had started dating Nubian ladies (mostly younger) after my divorce. I quickly realized that my relationships became much more si...