Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Very early on in our relationship, Becky learned how much I enjoyed anal play. While lying naked across her lap, she was giving me one of her mind-blowing handjobs when she suddenly slipped a finger between my cheeks and touched my wrinkled hole! I obviously wasn't expecting it an...
When people speak of race and add the volatile term "purity" to the mix, the normally kinky hairs on the back of my head always prick up. I've always been the consummate outsider wherever I go, too much of a "Spic" for the purebred Arabs I meet, and too much of a "towelhead" for the Latin American community as a Muslim Latina. Know what I say to both of them...
Jensen eyed the pews with mild dissatisfaction. The hooded figures outnumbered them no doubt. But he could feel himself itching for a fight. The sexual frustration lingered from the distraction spell on the statue. He looked into Alexis face before him. She looked around uneasy before glancing back to his face. 'I think you and I are magnets for trouble.'...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
This is a continuation of my story Slick. You should read that introductory chapter first, Chapter 2 My wife Jude and I had recently celebrated our twentieth wedding anniversary. At the time, we had one kid in college and another set to graduate high school soon. I was contemplating retirement and Jude was bored. She had been a stay-at-home mom for the pas...
"I can't believe it," Emma Edwards said to herself as she sat on the couch in the Alpha Omega Phi House. Emma was an energetic and plucky girl who had just started her freshman year of college at Magnus University, only to have her mother tell her that she comes from a long line of Witches! "You better believe it!" Mia Coleman, a sophomor...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
(Usual Disclaimer Time: Even though this story almost entirely takes place in a high school setting, all the characters in this story are 18 years old or older, and since we're living in the wide wonderful world of porno-land here, where clichés roam free and things might get a little unrealistic from time to time, please remember it's all in good fun, I swe...
I awoke Friday morning to a pervasive sense of well-being I had not enjoyed for many days. I luxuriated in bed, stretching. The morning sun cast a window-shaped slash of warmth across the sheets. For the first time since Monday, cool air swirled through the room, a breeze of refreshing air powered by the brand-new air conditioner installed in my living room...
Note: A new story that came to mind. This story was actually meant to be something else, but as I started to think more about it, it started to change in my mind. Thank you to silkstockinglover & Wayne for helping to edit the story and for plot suggestions. You guys have helped me bring this story to life. *-*-* It was a bright and sunny Saturday morn...