Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Donald Stephenson groans and reaches over to the nightstand as the electric shriek of the alarm clock pulled him out of his peaceful slumber. After finally turning that blasted alarm off, he rolls onto his side. Opening his eyes, he sees her laying there, far on her side of the bed with her back turned to him is his wife of almost 15 years,...
Life is going smoothly for Benni; he's sorted out his double-dipping problem and is happy that Bess seems to adore him. That's a big improvement on her mother whose interest seemed confined to his tongue, fingers and penis, though that doesn't necessarily indicate that daughters are more sophisticated than their mothers. Here we learn more about Benni – his...
This is a work of fiction. All characters are strictly fictional in nature and not representative of any known or unknown people. * * * * * My story starts like this: I boarded the Metroliner train at New York's Penn Station at 9:00 am on a Thursday morning, bound for the Nations Capitol. I was half-awake from the previous night's festivities. I half slep...
CHAPTER 1 Wealthy widow Clara Wells (52) was assisting with catering at the Fairmont 84-lap annual Golden Oldies 150 at the 1.8-mile car racetrack as part of her charity work when a tanned graying guy showing immaculate teeth and dressed in an orange racing suit with sponsors' emblems plastered all over it, came up to her and said, "Hi gorgeous... a chicken...
This story features a theme of hard-core interracial cuckoldry. If you find this theme offensive, or don't like it, don't read the story. This story is part fact, part fiction. No I won't reveal which is which LOL! I have often spent evenings on a chat line. Unlike most of the guys I was never overtly looking for erotic conversations. So while most of the m...
Authors Note: Oh my goodness it's been almost a year since I updated this story! I got so caught up in college that I just forgot. Every time I got an email I went and wrote a little more and tonight I sat myself down and finished this chapter! It's a little slow, but Aria needed to see where Makkail stayed. But there's more sex! I couldn't let you down. Nex...
Chapter-18 He breezed in and cried gruffly, "Suresh is missing"!! Kiana and Sumitra concentrated on their inconsequential work with utmost gravity and in right earnest. I seized the opportunity and said dramatically, "Oh! No! How? When? Where could he have gone?" "God only knows. There is no news. Even his mother doesn't know." Imran was frantic. I look...
The sound of a generic incoming text woke me. Who, I asked myself, would be texting me at the ungodly hour of... let's see... ELEVEN in the morning on a Saturday? Especially when it felt like someone had dropped an anvil on my head. I tried to remember what had happened the night before. I had gone out for some drinks with coworkers and former coworkers and...
This is a continuation of The Wet Nurse (Fetish), my tale of the Stearns family PROLOGUE On a clear autumn day in 1901, a man and his son walked through a dense forest. With each gust of wind, leaves showered down and settled on the trail: a kaleidoscope of yellow, bright orange, and deep red. The man, Edwin Stearns, carried a small single-shot rifle with...
This story is divided into three sections to maintain the flow of ideas: Chapter 1: House Hunting Chapter 2: Life in the new house Chapter 3: Radhika’s web Enjoy! Chapter 1: House Hunting Radhika was new in town. She had landed a great job in Geographic Information Systems industry. The pay was good to start off her career with and that is what brought he...