It was early for a Saturday morning, probably around 7 am when I awoke from a dead sleep and was unable to go back asleep. Heather was sleeping soundly to my right with her back to me. I stroked her soft hair as she slept. My mind was racing. What had I done to my sweet wife? My plan to fake sensual massage training to make love to Heather more often had t...
I still do not know why I did it. It might have just been some kind of gut instinct, but I think that it was more than that. Looking back, I guess there must have been some signs of what was going on, that I picked up on in my subconscious, and that was why I checked the laundry basket for the first time in our marriage. My wife was in the shower. Maybe tha...
Author's note: if you're expecting a BTB story, then you haven't been reading my stories. If you're expecting illicit sex, then you may want to move along. Any grammatical errors are my own. Otherwise, please enjoy! Azpiri ***** "I want a divorce." I never thought four little words could bring my whole world crashing down around me. Unfortunately, my so...
Part 5 — The Final Night by Paul Gerard (a pen name) First Draft started 2008-06-17 This version 2012-09-06 Proof-reading: A very heartfelt thank you to CoffeePilot for his time and patience. The numbering, I suck at it. Yes, I remember that this is technically supposed to be Part 4.2, because the previous part was called 4.1, and they once were just o...
Almost two years ago, I posted the first part of a story detailing my punishment for failing to control my orgasm for my wife's pleasure. In an effort to appease her, I wrote her a poem offering acts of humiliation and service to account for my failure. She accepted my offering and executed the punishment with delicious cruelty. I lost the rest of the story...
John stood six feet five inches tall and weighed close to two hundred and fifty pounds. Muscle gleaned in the workout room he boasted an eight inch cock with about two inches of girth. Amber was five feet tall, only one hundred pounds. Unlike John she had light brown skin the color of honey where as his was the color of mahogany. She had long black wavy hai...
A Strange Meeting in Barzal Pass Arrows hissed overhead to splinter against the cold gray stones that loomed over his furious escape. He spurred his horse hard, crouching low in the saddle and cursing his luck. A patrol, this far out from the City, and one willing to chase him this deep into Barzal Pass? He knew he should have left an offering to Ulbaz, the...
Wendy had always been hot. Small and petite with an angelic face, she possessed all the qualities that make guys drool. Her skin was flawless and her body had all the right curves. Even her voice had that rare - innocent but sexual quality that could put a lump in your jeans just by listening to her talk. I often found myself daydreaming about her, imagining...
I'm didn't take the time out to describe myself. I often skip over my features. They are both a gift and a curse. Young girl, very timid, secretive and shy. Early masturbator, enjoyer of porn and as my youth went about, and more and more aggressive, into my teen years. At that same time I found boys to be boring as hell, and always needing to be led. I had a...
Jenna liked being their toy. She was 21 years of age, and had a gloriously curved figure. Her hair was blonde, shoulder length, and full-bodied. Her eyes were a dark brown, and her lips were plump as plums. When she walked up to their door and knocked, Jim answered. He was a 35-year-old doctor, very successful in town. He was tall, slender, and had a sho...