This story is tangential to my series "The Spa Game." While there are some character and context clues in the story, it does not stand alone well. Those who haven't read my series will probably get lost easily. For those who have read the series, this story answers a common request I got; what happened to Kathy after the climactic poker game in Chapter 15?...
Jagati ran a hand down the silky material of the robes Bas'awn had handed her before leaving the room. Everything had been a blur after they'd complete the final tier of their joining. Before she'd known it, Bas'awn had untangled himself from her body and released her from the ties. Soothing her tangled hair off her face, he'd smiled before kissing her foreh...
Dave fumbled with the hot pizza as he tried to balance the plate, his laptop, and the remote as he made himself comfortable on the couch. Monty Python blared on the television. He was taking full advantage with his wife gone for three days. It was a rare time to geek out, eat greasy pizza, and maybe even jack off to some raunchy porn in the living room or th...
Carey Lain looked over the trays of food set up in the dining room her long multi colored sundress running all the way down her body to her knees. The space was lit up by the sun beaming through the large windows. Carey loved the Ruhame's brunch. It was always held on the first weekend in May and to the tall brunette it signaled the official end to the cold...
As always, thanks to those leaving comments and feedback. This chapter is a lot more vanilla and focuses more on the poker again. It's basically a setup for upcoming chapters, but probably skippable if that content is boring you. Chip Key Nickname, value, favor, color Clouds: 1, Touching, White Canaries: 2, Kissing, Yellow Lipstick: 5, Oral, Red Skies...
"Damn it Terry. How could you do this to me? I'm your wife Damn It! How dare you bring that little slut into our house. What were you thinking mister?" "Momma. I'm sorry. Please forgive me. I promise it will never happen again." "I'm going to call a good divorce lawyer in the morning. Do you think I'm going to stay around here and work my ass off and come...
Avery knew she was in trouble. When Sir called earlier, he asked what she did last night. It seemed like a harmless little fib of omission at the time when she replied, "Nothing. Take out and TV." He gave no indication that he knew she wasn't telling the whole truth. But now, driving over to his place, she just knew in the pit of her stomach that he knew. D...
I was now very much into the action of fucking Nina and Kerry in turns of a few strokes each, while I felt a finger slip into my asshole for a few seconds to lube it up, after which a somewhat large cock began pushing into me. I didn't mind, of course. By now, I was past any hang-ups about gay sex and the men in my "harem" clearly wanted me almost as much as...
My name’s Daniel, Daniel Silva. And today I had the good fortune of turning 24 with absolutely nothing to show for it. Sure I have a nice car, and I happen to have done pretty well in the Corps, but aside from that? Nadda. No house, no wife, no kids, no side hustle, no backup plan. I sit up groggily in the shitty cot my step-dad set up for me in the garage,...
Kimberly Westley shivered as she walked through the cold night air, rubbing her hands along her arms to keep them warm. She was wearing a tank top and jeans shorts that ended right under her ass. Typical, she thought to herself, I dress like a typical Miami girl, and I end up freezing to death in Nebraska. She shook her head and walked on, stumbling slightly...