Warning: This story contains no same sex sexual intercourse of any sorts. Those that may feel offended by that, please discontinue reading. Ha, ha, ha. * Chapter 1: So many reasons why mature, married Pussy is far better It was late afternoon when Jay hopped into his car and drove to his gym. His car was a simple, inconspicuous sedan. Initially, he had fe...
Day 11 - Monday 27th May Lucy's head was thumping when she woke up the next morning. She had obviously had too much wine the previous night. She wasn't used to drinking either, so too much for her wasn't exactly lots. They had shared two bottles between them, and Christina drank more than she did, but that thought didn't really help her. It took her a whil...
It seemed implausible that in such a short timeframe we would experience the world of others in the bedroom. I felt our marriage stood on bedrock and in our small-town world the idea just didn't exist. After all, we were viewed as pillars of the community - a church-going solid family that would never consider something so decadent. Perhaps, it was just abou...
The Day of the Ceremony is Finally Here Part 7 As I drove home from work, I could not stop thinking about how our lives as slave and slut had escalated so quickly. What felt like days ago, I was a powerful executive about to obtain my new and even more respected position, but instead I was driving home soaked in my colleagues urine as the new office demoral...
Chapter 11: Bad Company Theresa Liggett had a window seat in the second passenger car. The seat was un-cushioned with an almost straight back; it was almost as uncomfortable as all the attention she was receiving. Passengers bounced in unison every second or so as the old train rolled over welded joints and swayed to the curvature of the tracks. Tee had ne...
A Promising Advertisement First Contact My name is Solange. I am divorced from my cheating husband and, having no children, and a steady income from my job as a medical secretary, I am a free woman. I am reasonably attractive (if I say so myself), hazel eyed brunette, about five feet, six inches tall and a little under ten stone. My body is a little soft bu...
Author's note: This story was inspired by earlier Summer Lovin' contests, and was largely completed before the plague upended the world. I hope you'll enjoy escaping things as they are for a time when everything was a lot more normal. When I started this I didn't have a checklist in mind, but for some added fun see how many of these I worked into the story:...
After a moment lost in the indeterminate state between sleep and wakefulness, John blinked one eye half-open. He felt warm and happy, and quite a bit warmer than usual. "Strange ..." he thought drowsily, his brain still sleep-fogged. He closed his eyes again and dreamily enjoyed his body's languorous state. His arms ached, but nicely. There was a slight...
This story is a work of fiction even though parts of it were inspired by real-life incidents. Any similarity to real people, living or dead, is coincidental. All the characters are 18 years of age or older. Do not read this story if it is illegal to read about explicit sex where you live. Edited by H.S. ***** Friday, and the marathon was about to begin: O...
**i struggled with which category to put this story in - whilst the male lead character is referred to as Daddy this isn't incestuous - it is a Kink thing with a protective dominant role. I'm sure it will offend some people but you've been warned.** ***** Ruby was driving very carefully round to Daddy's house. She was driving more carefully than normal for...