The weekend at work was slower than most. I worked Saturday, Sunday, and tonight, Monday. I got a few smiles from the girls at work, so I guess Monica had blabbered a little here and there. She worked Thursday, of course, the same day she came over, and also Friday. We didn't work any shifts together in over a week. I'm still not sure how much she told and t...
The following story is a part of a chain story involving a one-breasted woman. It is a parody, so if you don't like funny, please move on, no animals or authors were injured or killed in writing this tale. She ran through the woods as fast as she could, branches whipping and stinging her face as she frantically tried to get away. It was real, the legend was...
For ages now, humanity has stood strong against the Monster Girls, and has managed to avoid becoming their foot-sniffing slaves. However, the Demon Queen of the Monster Girls has come up with a plan to crush humanity's resistance to her. She has created Six Monster Queens of Stink, and has sent them out into the world to enslave as many humans as they can. T...
My brain was a little foggy when I woke up that Saturday morning. I had consumed a little too much beer last night, along with a considerable amount of marijuana. Not a full-blown hangover, but still a little shaky. Tony and Ken had been over, and we hung out, got wasted, and watched some movies with lots of things blowing up and people getting hurt. Under S...
Heather ate her breakfast, feeling deliciously sinful after her frolic that morning with James, and bathed and chose a gray silk gown. She pulled her chestnut hair back loosely in a ribbon, and went downstairs, to where her brother, Lord Holden, sat smoking his pipe in the salon. "Good morning, darling brother," she said, walking over and kissing his cheek....
Jamie looked down the end of the smoking pipe to see her bare feet. Her best friend had run to the bathroom and left the last few toes of her left foot unpainted. Her best friend, Sarah, with the long blonde hair that Jamie would never admit to being jealous of, was her roommate and partner in crime. Together they made the last four years of college the best...
It's rainy, a little chilly, a weekend night. I am sitting here in our living room listening to this guy, Larry. Larry, my height, is about ten years younger but twenty pounds lighter. Sounds educated. I learn he is about to fuck my wife. He is droning on about girls in general. "It doesn't matter what age the girl is, eighteen or eighty. They all plan the...
Chapter 12 - Kissing the Monkey I sat in the kitchen looking at the pipe while listening to June's happy "Undecipherable Pronouncements of Passion", as Sarge called them. I had looked around figuring I'd to let June have her fun and I had nothing better to do so I opened the cooler cabinet and saw that April had even put a light pipe into the back of it so...
Notice: If you aren't into the cheating wife/voyeur husband theme (cuckolding), then you should find something else to read. There are plenty of other great stories on this site. ***** James came for a visit before my wife finished work. As he was her school's administrator, he frequently had district meetings about new policies, among other things, and, a...
The following is a true experience, it is not fantasy. This is my first attempt at telling all. If I get a good response, I will write more about the adventures undertaken by my wife and I so many years ago. It was a different time. Aids was not an issue and she was on the pill. * My Wife, (J) and I had been enjoying the sunshine at a water hole high in th...