With one hand forcing Shawna's head down into the duvet and the other gripping her ass, Dylan emptied his bladder into his sister's bowels. When he was finished, he eased his cock out slowly, warning her, "You let one drop escape, and the next piss I take will go straight down your throat." She did leak a little, but Dylan chose to ignore the tiny dribble t...
This is not a romance. This is not a coming of age. This is not a classic good versus evil. This is the story of how I fucked up the world. I was just an average guy named Lorenzo desperately seeking a little adventure. I hit thirty and found myself disappointed with my life so far. I decided it was time to see the world and unfortunately for me I took my i...
I'd been having a great time since I lost my job. My wife was convinced I'd be devastated, so initially she indulged my days of computer games and jerking off with rapidly fraying sympathy. I failed to see the anger and resentment as she asked my to move my feet so she could hoover under them for the 100th time. It went on like this for a couple of months,...
Seymour slowly waved the talisman around himself in a circle. A tingle rushed through him at one specific direction. It felt like the soft caress of a lover, spreading outward just under his skin. They had never been able to imitate the effect. They had fashioned numerous stones, through the centuries, that took the place of this talisman but none of the cop...
(Attention: This is a cuckold story. It is about a wife pursuing a relationship with another man. If you don't like these kinds of stories, don't bother reading. It is not meant for you.) ***** SHELLY Sunday morning, my husband served me breakfast in bed. Poached eggs on toast, slices of tomato and a wedge of cantaloupe. He knows I like a healthy diet....
One story...two perspectives. This is Jane's story. She was a woman that loved and adored her husband, but who also, deep down inside, craved sexual fulfilment...something her husband had never been able to give her. This is the tale of that woman, and her struggle. A woman torn between the safe, loving life she knew, and the undeniable sexual chemistry wi...
The carnival sprang up like an exotic weed overnight at the edge of town, while the good folks of Zachariah were sleeping. The tiers of its brightly hued tents crept up right between the rusty water tower and the long-abandoned grain silo of Banter's Farm. In the chill hours before dawn, up went the symmetrical mechanical glory of the Ferris wheel, the daunt...
Cardinal Aldous stood at the large stone framed window looking out at the wide plane that led to the sea. He absently shifted the artifact from hand to hand, as always it felt warm to the touch. So much history, so much bloodshed, so many hopes for the future hung on the merkabic star in his hand. Cardinal Aldous moved outside, to the wide terrace that was...
Edgar Williamson got the insistent text on his phone. It seemed very important if not immediately clear. He text was followed by a short phone call from Doctor Mather, "My house ten minutes!" was all it said. Dropping everything Edgar rushed out of his office, across the street, and into the nearby condominium complex where Doctor John Mather lived and work...
My names Candace, Candy to my friends and I am fifty-two years old. I've been married for twenty-five years to Ron who is six years older than me. For the whole time, we've known each other our sex-life has been fantastic and Ron has taken care of all of my needs. That's not surprising given that he is very well endowed in the trouser department. He has a le...