Many thanks to Dennis for the editing of this story * I'm Michael "Mic" Wallmann, a married man in my mid forties. My pretty wife Marianne is two years younger. Our daughter Julia is sixteen and our son Melvin is fourteen years old. When this story begins we still are a typical middle class Scandinavian suburban family with fair jobs and fair house. Withou...
July 4 Marcus has been busy. Maggie asked me to move some of my clothes to the spare bedroom closet so Marcus wouldn't have to make the long drive back to Northern Virginia every night as he's now sleeping with my wife on our matrimonial bed a couple times a week. They have asked me not to watch them having sex any longer but in the spare bedroom I can he...
"A lot of Arabs are racist toward Africans, even in Canada," the young Middle-Eastern woman sitting across from me said with a sigh, looking at me as I got ready to get off the OC Transpo bus at Baseline Station. I looked at her and shrugged as I exited the bus. Everyone on the bus was looking at me but at this point, I didn't give a damn. Sometimes, a broth...
This story is the eighth in an ongoing series of Batgirl adventures and is easily my darkest offering yet, since it introduces our plucky heroine to the murky world of BDSM. As usual, it is mainly based on characters found in the early Batman comics and that wonderful '60s TV series, but with the timeline brought up to date. Warning! This fictional story co...
Later on, Andrew could hardly remember at which point things became "interesting" that night. Maybe when he dared the girl with "Wish I'd saw how flexible you are", and she answered without hesitation "Want me to show?" And, gosh, if she showed! * * * That was a usual night train in a cold Ukrainian night: pretty crowded at starting station, but as everyon...
Thursday, November 21st I woke up this morning somewhat refreshed from a good night's sleep, but as I began to pull myself out of bed the realization of how sore my muscles truly were began to hit me. My back was stiff and my shoulders and calves ached as I pulled myself to the edge of the bed and stood to head towards the bathroom. I stretched my arms and...
It was a bright November day. One of those cold blue sky days when you can see your breath billowing in front of your face and steaming up your sunglasses. I felt a little foolish wearing sunglasses in November but the sun was bright and very low in the sky, I had the visor down in the car but was still screwing up my eyes. The time was ten forty seven and I...
You never forget your first love and your first experience. Judy and I first met when we were about 4 years old. Her parents lived across the street from my parents and I. We were best friends from the beginning. We played together before school age. We went to the same elementary school, middle school and high school. We were not always in the same class b...
Jessica woke up on a metal table naked, my clothes neatly folded on a small counter across the room. I looked around and there all kinds of strange looking things on shelves and counters. There were several other tables that looked they were used for examinations. There was a foul odor in the room, the room was dimly lit and it was hard to see. I tried to g...
as told to BrettJ © 2008 November 27th 2007 Okay, so I got my dates mixed up yesterday. Yeeps -- can anyone blame me? In just a few days, I've found out my Daddy fucks his sister, he's having an affair with my best friend, my Mom is screwing Aunt Allie and Aunt Angel and ... and even though I know it's kinda sick and gross, it's kinda a turn-on too. I'...