*********** TRI GAM *********** Five and half hours of sleep was not anywhere as much sleep as Jessa needed. Not on a good night, and definitely not on a night like the night before. But yet, five and half hours of sleep was all that she was going to get that particular night. Someone was shaking her awake, and as she opened her eyes, she was a little s...
Authors Note: This story takes place in an alternate reality, where there are no STD's, no AID's and sex is a joyful and happy experience. This story depicts sex between a wife and men who are not her husband. If that is not your cup of tea, then why read it, move on. About Last Night... Mark and Susan were lying in bed, just enjoying the morning sun as it...
One of my favorite authors on this site is misterstan, mostly for how he is able to show the relative powerlessness inherent in some relationships. In the stories he published here, the female characters tend to be on the mean side. Lately, however, he's been writing amazing stories under the name Ben Boswell on that giant corporate site that sells everythin...
(The Dark Night of the Soul) "Upon a darkened night The flame of love was burning in my breast And by a lantern bright I fled my house while all in quiet rest" She had lain awake all night, restlessly tossing on her straw pallet, watching the gilded moon rise slowly in the window. She heard the shallow breath of her sisters deep in sleep beside her. She tho...
It was on a Sunday night. A night when, usually, the City of Angels is alive and well. When all walks of life are intertwined as one; and the night seems to last forever. This would have been a night like that had it not been for the most anticipated World Heavyweight Championship fight to have ever been recorded! It was the night two friends became enemies;...
Disclaimer: I have tried to make sure my historical information is correct and I'd like to think I haven't offended any Native Americans peoples with the telling of this tale. I am 1/8th Cherokee and am proud of that heritage. I'm not trying to show any Native Americans in a bad light... that is not my intention. Translations: Nénáasêst...
[All characters in this work of fiction are over 18] I'm not an exhibitionist. That would be disgusting and depraved, and I'm not. That's what I want to tell you. I'm not a fetishist. I'm sane. Normal. That's what I say to myself. That may even be what I believe. I can say it and believe it all I want. But it won't change what happened. I'd just turned...
Note: This story is the eighth episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous seven episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend tha...
Disclaimer: I have tried to make sure my historical information is correct and I’d like to think I haven’t offended any Native Americans peoples with the telling of this tale. I am 1/8th Cherokee and am proud of that heritage. I’m not trying to show any Native Americans in a bad light… that is not my intention. Author’s Note: The English-Cheyenne word trans...
This story was originally posted in the Lovin' Wives category years ago. But it, like too many of my stories, was meant to be a one-off short story. But Chad and Cassie had other ideas. Then they slotted themselves right into my Trouble Texas Style series which began with Night Walker's Woman. If you have not read that one yet, this story will not be as poig...