~Decorating the Newlywed - aka, 'Do [Her] Yourself'~ The smooth summer's breeze gave the day an almost magical feel as the sun set golden over the ocean horizon of the City of Taboo Dreams. The soft, unwinding of another productive, relaxing, and often illicit day would soon be slowly fading into the glow of the neon lights and street lamps as the night lif...
This is a true story. It happened just before my second wife and I were married. The names have been changed to protect the innocent (and the guilty!). I surely hope my wife doesn't see this, because I know she still thinks she got away with it. But all I can think of when I look at her is her and Billy. It just makes my blood boil with jealous passion for h...
Chapter 20 Lynn's spirit returns to Freddie for one final good-bye I still missed Lynn. She was gone, gone forever, and never to return. Death is so final. Or is it? Who's to know? No one dead has ever returned to tell us what it's like to die. Or have they? Are the dead here, now, among us in a parallel dimension and we just don't know it? Do the dead wa...
Damn you Victor! I shot my husband of almost ten years an accusatory glance. Why did he have to mess this up for me? The worst part was; he was doing this in good faith, the sweetie. I mean, how many wives wouldn't want their husband to hire an artist to paint their portrait? But, I wasn't just any wife. Portraits and other art I had solicited littered the...
(Sunday, return flight) "Ladies and gentlemen, we will be arriving in Columbus in about an hour." The captain continues his spiel as I look out the airplane window, continuing to reflect on the last weekend. I just wonder how I'm going to forget about everything that happened. I should explain. I'm getting married in six days, and meeting Marilyn and falli...
You may already have read some of my earlier escapades involving different cocks sliding in and out of my pussy and ass. I've worked as a Stripper for a few years, have enjoyed the lusty pleasures of the swinging scene, been on the receiving end of a few photographers cock whilst posing for them and I've enjoyed the immense pleasure of numerous lovers. With...
It's finally Friday. The evening subway is packed with more after work zombies than usual; not surprising given the recent temperature spike. People that usually walk or take the bus are also on the subway tonight. You stand at the back of the train still dressed in your work 'armor', almost conservative. Your skirt, almost too short for the law firm, has a...
His phone began to ring, breaking our blissful silence. I wanted him to leave it, to continue to gaze into my eyes and hold me. He went to check the call. "Hey, Des," he answered. Oh my fucking God! I was stunned. He was actually taking a call from his girlfriend mere moments after he thoroughly fucked her roommate. I couldn't believe it. All that sweet ta...
Please do not read if under 18 years of age or offended by sexually explicit stories and situations. (c) 2003 Couture *********** "What the fuck's going on here?" It was Betsy, a fellow member of the gray robe's Macrosse team. But was obvious what was going on. "Please . . . ugh. . . please," Heather panted. She was on the bed, her ankles on either side...
I had told my wife of my panty fetish long before our marriage. I explained that I was heterosexual, but had worn panties most of my life. They were exciting, daring, sexy, a small part of my life I could control. She asked me what my most extreme fantasy with my panties was and I quietly told her it was to be forced to show my panties in public. Not really...