Based on a friend of mine for whom pain is an aphrodisiac. ***** BACKGROUND - I'd lost touch with Mandi after remarrying and moving to a new state, but she was frequently in my mind because she was such an unusual pain freak. We'd worked together at a major corporation in Atlanta when I was still married to my fat, bitchy ex. Mandi was attractive, some 15...
Note: All characters in the following story are 18 years of age or older. Any resemblance to real persons, places, or events is purely coincidental. Chapter 2: A Family Comes Together It was a peaceful night in Blanton. The crickets chirped mindlessly. A full moon shined down on the sleepy town. Lights flickered on as people settled into their houses for t...
In the dining room, Sonali said "Kids, my hands are all sticky with the balm, I will go clean my hands and take a bath. You girls eat and have fun." Ileana was in the dining room and as they took their seats at a table, Sony also came in. They both served Kajal breakfast. Shriya and Amisha just took tea. When the waitresses were out of earshot, Shriya sai...
Sitting at their table sipping on a bloody Mary was just the ticket for Brad's recovery. The hangover he woke up with, was gradually diminishing as the soft breeze distracted him from the events that took place at this very table just a little more than twelve hours ago. "I hope you're feeling better babe." Brooke genuinely enquired as she sipped her drink....
We have the house ready. My chip set has been unpacked and stacks worth $50 are ready for the buy in. The men play dealer's choice from 7pm till 9:30 and then a Hold'em tournament or two often till late at night. Dinner is at 6pm. My wife has that ready. Since it is a cooler day in November she has made her delicious Massaman Curry with rice. There are other...
This is a story about our latest adventure. I would refer you to our previous two submissions for more character development. I have placed this submission in the interracial category, however, it is about a very loving wife. Thank you for your comments. * Almost a year had past since Beth and I returned from Jamaica. We had talked about our adventure in R...
Lisa began to wake up lazily, albeit with a smile on her face. She wriggled her butt and was delighted to feel a huge chunk of cock nestled in her ass-cheeks. She smiled even more when she realised that the thick dick rubbing into her did not belong do her husband of eight years. No, his impressive member was tucked between his legs only a foot or so away on...
This little tale should have ended with the last chapter. (Judging by the voting, the one before it?) However some encouraging e-mails changed that. Thanks again to those that have taken the time to comment. The ride home was pretty quiet. Mary would look at me for a bit and then stare out the side window. Henry had been the perfect gentleman; hustling the...
Margaret stood inside the booth surrounded by a myriad of crafts while people around her milled about and perused her wares. She wore a long flower print cotton dress with a high neck line befitting her surroundings at the church fair. The conservative dress, despite the high neck line, did little to hide her huge f cup breasts and her dark areola were somew...
We pulled up in the driveway and Anita slowly let my cock slip out of her mouth before tucking it carefully back into my trousers. Anita, my mother-in-law, had been living with my wife and I for two years now, since she left her husband when I offered her a job as my personal secretary. My wife, who was five months pregnant with our first child, met us at t...