Author's Note: These are hard times for everyone but at least the enforced isolation gives me more time to write. Every cloud and all that. Here is the twelfth chapter of School of Futas. I hope you all enjoy it! School of Futas Ch.12 Jessica woke with two erect cocks. The bedsheet -- newly provided just yesterday for good behaviour, apparently -- h...
Coming soon: Chapter Two: Exposing Cindy - Facing my husband. The evening with Denzel was uniquely dangerous and exciting experience. It was degrading and humiliating; and yet, I came three times. But most of all, it was stupid. It was irresponsible. It was wrong. I violated one of the fundamental precepts of my marriage. My husband, whom I love dearly, ha...
The girl walked briskly through the outskirts of town. She walked past the town dairy and milk processing plant, past the rail yards with their silos, past the drive-in theatre with posters for the latest Elvis movie, Jailhouse Rock. It was the 1950s in mid-West America. She walked past the houses of the poor people, with rusted car bodies and dented ash...
Thanks for the encouraging words from my first story. Here is number two. I'm going to go ahead and apologize to anyone wanting a quickie, this is not it. As always, all characters in this story are fictional and over 18. Please vote and leave me comments if you like. Enjoy! ***************** Tom was very glad to have landed the new job as the athletic t...
Denmark I walked into my apartment and took a long sigh. It was finally over. I was divorced from Kevin. Divorces inherently have terribly bitter times. I was grateful I had a beacon of hope. The light that shined like a lighthouse in the darkest of days arose from an unlikely source, an online Mistress. I never romantically kissed another woman or anything...
So there I was, sitting with my mom in the kitchen and feeling very much like an idiot. I was pretty sure that I was the most embarrassed person in history. My head was spinning with all that had happened. Up until this moment, today had been the best day of my young life and now, it was at some risk of becoming the worst. Earlier today Mrs. Johnson had giv...
Dear readers, This is chapter 2 of a four-chapter story. If you haven't read chapter 1 already, I suggest you might enjoy this installment more if you read chapter 1 first. A great big THANK YOU to aussie_101 for his fantastic work editing this story for me. Any errors you find are purely my fault. :) * Keira and Nico were frozen on the bed, even as G...
When we arrived home she immediately took me to bed, and apologised for having to leave me in a cold car for two hours, while she enjoyed herself. She insisted that the session was only for my pleasure, not hers. Chantal used her lovely mouth to wake up my equipment, then sat on me, and did all the work, telling me to lay still. She seemed to have developed...
Mariel Archer stared out the front window of her attractive two-story home as her husband, William (not "Bill", too informal) slowly walked down the manicured sidewalk to his car. He was 65 years old now and really didn't need to work any longer (house was paid for, kids all off on their own) but he didn't believe a person should take up space on the planet...
My whole body is alive and begging for attention and I've never felt anything like this. On the bed with my blanket around my ankles, ass raised in the air, head buried in my pillow and all I can think about is the ache within. My chest is hot. I feel my heartbeat in the pit of my stomach, my cheeks and ears are on fire and my teeth itch and I can't stop ru...