Ron Husband of 2 years Tom 1st lover, white John 2nd lover, black Malik 3rd lover, black I was in bed asleep, waiting for my husband, Ron to come home. I heard him come through the front door, but he never came into the bedroom, I finally got out of bed and went to find him. Ron was watching the TV in the family room. He was watching me giving John a blo...
Author's Note: Before you go to tear the story apart in the comments section, there are a few things I don't care about. Grammar is not my strong suite. I am writing them as quick as possible as a sexual release from my frustrations. If you do not like my sexual fantasies, so be it. I just don't care if you judge me for it. Heather is the "loving wife" as sh...
I am driving down the highway on my way to work, trying to see through the tears that are threatening to spill over. To say I had a hectic morning would be putting it mildly. The kids were running around acting like apes. I had an argument with my husband over something stupid and we left the house mad at each other. After I got the kids on the bus and mysel...
Ken sat cross-legged in the middle of the room, unsure of where Lilith and Matt were in the room. Lilith had blindfolded Ken before making him disrobe. Ken couldn't see the look on Lilith or Matt's faces when he took of his underwear, but he could hear Matt's snicker as the small steel cage flopped out from behind the elastic of his underwear. Lilith laug...
At 28 years old, Abby (short for Abbigail) was happy. At 30 years old, Jason was happy too. Abby, was a loving wife of 5 years, having known Jason for nearly 8 years. They were totally in love from the first moment they saw each other. Not just a normal Husband & Wife, they were Master and Slave. They were made for each other. Abby was a looker, no doubt...
Well, here's Chapter 2, hope you enjoy it. I enjoyed the feedback, particularly from the females. Let me know what parts you enjoyed. Also, Im very open to suggestion as to where you'd like this to go. Let me know. Chapter 3 is about halfway done. Ryker. This is a work of erotic fiction. All names are fictitious. If you are underage, or otherwise prohibited...
She knew exactly what she was doing. She knew exactly how she wanted to dress tonight, and she knew what kind of effect it was going to have on them. The group of guys she's going out with will just chalk it up to her flirtatious personality......and her overcharged sex drive. Knee high leather boots, tight mid-thigh mini-skirt, and a tight, plunging neckl...
"You can bite harder," purred Amelia. Zak and Amelia were parked in an elementary school parking lot. After much making out, Amelia was sitting in the passenger seat, jeans around her ankles, shirt lifted to her neck and bra unhinged sufficiently to allow her eighteen-year old B/C cup sized breasts to escape. Amelia's left arm was pinned behind Zak's right a...
Making love. Coitous. Fucking. Whatever you want to call it, I hate sex. That wasn't always the case though. There was a time, not too long ago even, that I loved sex above anything else; well, anything except for Poe. She would let me do whatever I wanted though. She would often throw wild parties, many of which degenerated into mass orgies, rooms full of...
She dressed slowly, her skin still damp from the shower. She was alone in the house, preparing for this evening that she knew so very little about. She slid on the lace panties first, the lace cupping her smoothly shaved pussy as she adjusted the elastic to sit just right. Next was the bra, another black lacey thing that did nothing to hide her hard nipples....