Debbie gave Miss Jennifer's boot one last kiss, took a few seconds to straighten out his dress, then walked over and knelt submissively next to Patty in front of Miss Marsha. She let Patricia continue to suck her dick and lit a cigarette, she didn't even look at him, in fact she totally ignored him for several minutes. She did however blow smoke in his face...
It was a long drive down I-5 from the Pacific Northwest to Chico, California. We arrived at the hotel about 3 pm and got settled in to our room. We were here for my beautiful wife Patty's 25th High School Reunion and we were a couple of days early. We were looking forward to seeing (in my case meeting) her classmates and sharing stories of their lives post-h...
My wife and I live a very comfortable life. We both work full time jobs in addition to raising our three children. We are now into our thirties and do not get out as much as we once did. Preceding this nights events, my wife had become "stressed" and to put it blatantly, a pain in the ass. For the last few weeks nothing was ever good enough, she exhibited no...
I don't know why I wrote this the first line came to me and the story flowed from there. It is definite a love story, but a very odd one. There is no graphic sex because it does not fit the story. You can thank Vickietern for fixing most of my mistakes in spelling and grammar. ***** "When are you going to ask me to marry you?" Patty-Ann asked. We were se...
Patty, the Bishop's wife came within several feet of catching her husband with his cock buried in my wife's cheating pussy. The surprise was over. I knew Mary Beth had fucked her boss at the store that ended in a promotion. But, now I knew that the start of her little hot wife saga had begun when she got a few minutes alone with the Bishop. My wife had trie...
This chapter ends the Nude Noir story. I strongly recommend reading chapters 1 and 2 in order before reading this. This story is a work of fiction. Some real institutions are mentioned, but they are used fictitiously. Insofar as the author knows, no real person affiliated with any of those institutions has ever behaved as do the characters in this story. An...
"I'm at Tiny's. I just ordered my second drink, and I'm HORNY. Get over here NOW!" I didn't have to ask, or even wonder, who's voice that was on the other end of the brief phone call. Fran and I had been seeing each other for about three or four months, and she was becoming one of the wildest and horniest women that I'd ever known. I also knew that Fran'...
One warehouse, eight women, fifty grand for the one woman who wins it all. Not a single one turned down the invitation, but it wasn't just the prospect of winning fifty grand that attracted them. Each of them is the kind of person who wants to know just how strong she is, compared to the others -- and each secretly thinks she has what it takes to be the str...
Mark sat on the edge of his cot still trembling from being shocked for the last hour in Mistress Diana's play room. It had been several months since he last saw his wife Patty. Mark remembered the last five meetings watching his wife being breed with those black men. Mistress Diana kept him in suspense all this time wondering if Patty had been impregnated w...
PART I Last summer my wife, Patty, finally convinced me to try camping. I was reluctant at first but eventually warmed to the idea and, when I finally tried it for the first time, I enjoyed it immensely. Unfortunately, we were only able to get in two short weekends last year. We vowed that this year would be different, and so far it has been. We sat down o...