Victoria Neagle woke up bright and early in the morning feeling incredibly wonderful. And why not? Her and her husband lived a brand new town where everybody was nice to them and they owned their own house for the first time. Twenty years ago, Rick, her husband, had promised her that one day they would own their own house, and after all these years the promi...
The idea for this multi-part story was suggested by Waishu to me. It certainly had a zing about it, given that I have enjoyed bringing the activities of sexually active Pakistanis to the fore. This plot interested me because it is about the feudal and rural persons in the country, not my usual expats. This is the first part and more will follow in time. *...
LAST CHAPTER -- Part A Okay all, this is Dave. I know some of you have been waiting for the end to this adventure. Well, Angie has been busy writing and then re-writing and then she will think of something else. Then she decided it was too long and cut out stuff. So it has been two months since it happened, the breeding party, and she still has not gotten i...
Summer was always the best time of year for Hank's sister-in-law Heather to come for a visit. The reasons were obvious: she wore less clothes and the opportunity to catch a glimpse of her naked increased exponentially. Hank had a system that worked pretty well. His wife's sister, at 28, had a fantastic body. She was about 5-8, 110 pounds, with long black...
Him Yup I said it. I had no control of it. It just slipped out. I wont even blame it on the heat of the moment either, or the three beers I had. It's how I feel deep down. What was terrifying was how easily it came out. I braced myself for her reaction, but there wasn't one. At least not one geared to my confession. Besides my own heart beating in my ears,...
Nibs wearily tried to stay polite with the touron on the phone. Nibs, since childhood had referred to most of the tourists who came to the Colfax Inn as combinations of "tourists" and "morons", thus "tourons. "That's right sir...We are near Lake Colfax. My family has owned the Colfax Inn since the seventeen hundreds...No, that's the Buttermilk River. Yes,...
Winter was peeking out from behind the blanket of autumn. The soil was cold and stern. The air was like ice. That didn't matter much for Rellenora. There was always a lit brazier for her. Not only that, in private moments, there were often two men cuddling with her. Those men were very, very useful in making her feel much more comfortable. There were cer...
Authors Note: I hadn't planned writing a sequel for A Brief and Dangerous Liaison, but after a request or two I decided to put my mind to it. It should be noted that this story is not for the squeamish or fainthearted. It contains some violence as it follows the post confession punishment of an unfaithful mobster's wife. For those who haven't yet read the f...
“I had lunch with your boss today,” my wife Karen just tossed that little statement over her shoulder as we were getting undressed for bed. It took a second for it to register with me. I stopped, with my shoe halfway off and looked over at her. “You did not.” She turned to face me. She looked damn good, standing there in just her bra and panties. “Well, lu...
Chapter 20 Coital Cottage The phone rang. Gerald picked it up. "It's Bill," he heard at the other end. "How's it going?" Good," Gerald replied, "and you?" "Good," he replied. After chatting about the weather and other inconsequential things, Bill popped a question. "You remember that little lecture you gave us a while ago about the similarities and dif...