Author's Note: While this IS a work of fiction, I do already have one "real-life" friend who after reading this story decided to put her husband on the plan...more or less. Sorry John. Erica LOVED the idea. "The Cuckold Diet Challenge" My name is Rick. Richard Earl Anderson is the full–blown version, but for the purposes of our relationship, you can call m...
This story was co-written by myself and sacrificedangel. She is famous for her Romance stories but she has another side, she is revealing her with trepidation. The story is long and character driven. But the action is hot and horny. We hope you enjoy - comments welcome * "Only one more month...One more month till Uni...one month. You can put up with thi...
Author's Note: This post is a bit unusual for this series. Not only does it have no sex – but it has two chapters for the price of one! The reason for this is that Chapter Four is relatively short and introduces the first glimpse of the villains of this story. Well, the villains beyond an unknown virus! And such, views that are not shared by the author of...
(Author's foreword: John Lennon once said that there is no such thing as original rock-and-roll; that they were all just playing Chuck Berry's music. That says a little about how I feel about this story. This series of stories is based around some concepts and contains some plot constructions similar to a series of stories at literotica.com entitled "Marline...
MPC14: Julia Gets a Proposition It was snowing hard when they crossed into the U.P. Huge white flakes drifted down from steel grey clouds pregnant with moisture. On either side of the long straight strip of blacktop huge piles of snow had been pushed off the road in seemingly endless wind rows. And beyond the snow banks rank upon rank of balsam, hemlock, wh...
***This is my original work and no permission is given to publish it elsewhere. PROCESSING The runaway was next to wake up. Joseph escorted her in. "This is Detective Becker." Julia saw the unmistakable look of fear as she invited her to sit. "I was kidnapped." "Kidnapped?" "A man put me in the back of his van. I felt a shock and couldn't move and then...
Note Payal's story has now stretched from the early 1980s through to the mid-1990s. During this time her relationships have matured and threats to her wellbeing have also materialized. The following story refers to happenings in prior chapters, notably 3, 6 and 7. Enjoy! More to follow after this chapter. I Buried deep inside the still welcoming wetness o...
Day Forty-One: Exercise I seemed to exist more in Prana's skin than my own. Every facet of the day I experienced as she might: the last slopping-out before her punishment; the last shave; the last breakfast. I remembered how as a child I had counted down the days, then the hours, then the minutes, before a dreaded visit to the dentist. A visit to the dentis...
Dana Lee Pruitt finished pulling her long, silky, blonde hair off of her face and tied it in a high ponytail near the top of her head. She was dressed in a pale blue bikini top that matched her eyes. It did a better job of revealing her firm, champagne glass tits than it did of hiding them. She owned a matching thong to go with the top but currently wore a p...
APRIL 20, 2017: A YACHT IN THE MEDITERRANEAN "Holy shit... Your schlong is just as big as Pamela Anderson claimed on Twitter." The Eurobabe cast her blue-eyed gaze upward, admiring the musclebound physique of the raven-haired Adonis sprawled across the large bed. His appearance could not be described as anything other than devilishly handsome. In particular...