Although I did not think it was necessary the first time I submitted this story for publication, I will say now; THIS IS FICTION! It is a SPOOF on the BTB genre. DO NOT ATTEMPT THIS AT HOME! Now for the good part, sbrooks103x kindly edited the previously published version of this story to make it acceptable for the site. +++++++++++ No one was harmed in t...
It seems forever since we booked the trip, but at last we're on our way. You sit beside me, excited as I am, looking out the window at the ground getting ever closer as we come in to land. The pilot announces, "Welcome to Jamaica. The temperature outside is 83°F and the sun is high in the sky. We hope that you enjoy your trip and wish you a safe onward jou...
Michaela, Mia and I stumbled up the stairs to the entrance of our apartment and made it across the foyer and to the elevator. The elevator had metallic gold walls that reflected nicely. The reflection was not a mirror image, rather it gave the two women a golden goddess-like sheen. We all realized what we had to do at about the same time. I hit the stop butt...
You made the debt and I'll pay the price. An old country tune written by: Jack Anglin, Jim Anglin and Johnnie Wright. I added the question mark on the subtitle. This one has taken me a while to get the way I want it. I wrote it about 4 months ago but was not satisfied with it, Oscar was a heel in that version (not what I wanted), I lost that one to a comp...
Warning, this story ends exactly where it starts. There is no sex, and if you don't like unresolved endings, please don't read further... * Tomorrow is my birthday, and I have the toughest decision of my life to make. My whole life, and beyond, will depend on what I do. I know what I should do... no, I know what she wants me to... Sorry, I'm a mess rig...
Once upon a time, in a land in the far northeast...lived an Evil Slutmaster who ruled his small kingdom with an Iron Will. In this small kingdom were several young wenches, all of them belonging to the Evil Slutmaster save one. This one that he did not possess was the fairest of them all, with flaxen hair and big blue eyes, tits firm and large and the uncum...
What a trip! This story chronicles some of the few but exciting times I successfully convinced my somewhat conservative wife to show off some or all of her voluptuous body. We have been married for just over 25 years. We started dating in high school and got married right out of college. I was originally drawn to her by two very specific things... her breas...
Part V: Sunday Evening Kayla took very little time to remind me that she was indeed my Mistress and knew all the right buttons to push. She licked around the head of my cock, making me moan even louder, then began to bob with what little motion she had, up and down the shaft. On every downstroke, she buried her nose in my smooth, shaven crotch. On every ups...
-------------------------------------------------- Author's Note: This is a new series of stories, all of them holding at least a kernel of truth, if not more. Not all will have full-on sexual contact and/or encounters, at least as I have it planned, but I hope the reader will enjoy the feelings, and emotions, that went through my mind. That being said, the...
Author's note: This story is part three of an ongoing series. For those readers who have not read Part 1 - "First Time" and Part 2 "In the Schoolroom" I suggest you read those before reading part 3. * * * * * I awoke the next morning before Matt and managed to quietly slip out of bed without waking him. After using the toilet I padded down the passage on b...