I heard the door open...then close. Good! I knew who it was. She, the woman I love and was fucking in my bedroom at the moment, had no idea. She didn't hear a thing. She was way too distracted from riding my hard cock to hear much of anything. I heard the footsteps on the stairs up to the master bedroom and saw both of my friends as they rounded the corner...
Heather wanted to talk. We were both off and had no plans, so we decided to go to Nottingham Park in Nottingham, Pennsylvania. It's just a wooded area with a huge nature walk and some beautiful scenery. I could take some outdoor shots of Heather because there was always plenty of privacy in the woods. We hadn't spent a lot of time alone lately, and some bond...
This is my first work of fiction. It is fully fiction and any reference to real people and places are just coincidences. And everyone in the story is over 18. *** Back to the Story The last segment finished with a tangent, thanks for following along with it. I am getting ready for Maria, my best friend from High School to visit and stay in my dorm room fo...
This is not really a story, more thoughts and remembrances. Back in the seventeen and eighteen hundreds, they would cut out a hole in the floor and put in a cast iron grate that let the heat rise to the upstairs rooms. The grate also left through sound and if you were the type, you could peek down from the upstairs room to the downstairs room and see much o...
[Author's note - title space limitations here have caused me to change this from what I'd said it would be in the previous chapter. As for what's next, well, there's nothing on the horizon but that doesn't mean there won't be more. Depending. of course, on reader interest. Let me know.] *** Well, let's see. You should know by now that my name's Paula Oort,...
Authors Note: Once again this story is written due to a reader request. I have used fictitious names and the story is based on the talking points supplied by the reader. All characters are at least 18 years or older. Due to the length of the story it will be submitted in chapters. INTRODUCING ABIGAIL PETERS The year was 1957 and Abigail Peters was in her 1...
Road Show 8 Gang Bang Mickie is fisted on stage to an orgasm, when Randy whisks the girls back to the main event at the motel where dozens of johns have lined up to get laid. Earlier today Michelle (Mickie) Jarema was seduced into becoming a whore. She broke the news to her husband. "I have agreed to be a whore. I am to go to an adult store, buy club dre...
I wrote a previous description of a fantasy of sharing my wife - seeing her fucked - helping her be fucked - by another man (or men). While every writer of these particular situations receives some negative feedback - usually and obviously from the same sourpuss (bravely anonymous) commentator, generally the feedback was positive from men (and some wives) wh...
I grew up in a small mid-Western town. Very nice place to grow up, but very conservative. School and church dances are how we met boys. After doing farm work chores all week we could go to the square dances on the weekend, chaperoned by the adults. It is here that I met my current husband of some 30 plus years now. It was love at first site and we were marri...
I lean over and start to run water into the bath. Behind me, my two girls are playing, competing for my attention. I love them dearly, but I need some "me-time" and my bath is one of the last refuges afforded me in our house. I shout out to them that I am having a bath and instruct them not to kill each other (or anyone else) for the next hour or so. Then I...