After reading Redlyte "it's my all my fault" I sat there pissed. She does all this to her husband and wants to stay married. I don't know what Redlyte had planned but I would want to kill the bitch. * I guess life is what we make of it. I am finally healing after all the time I spent in the hospital over what later turned out to be an unprovoked attack by...
Kay awoke in a warm sea of bliss, all her senses overflowing. The musky scent of sex surrounded her, providing a tangible link to the man at her side and the silky heat she felt between her legs. She blinked. The black man at her side. Byron! With a start, Kay realized where she was. How had she got here? She had gone to bed with her husband Jaime but wok...
This is the final and concluding chapter to Curse You Uncle Jessie. My time has become busy of late, and I am not able to do much writing. From time to time I will write a new story, but for now, RabbitRunner91 is signing off. ************************************************ At 6:00 I placed the call, the answering machine kicked in. I hung up and called...
Cindy woke up Sunday morning next to Sky who had climbed into her cot at some point. Cindy looked down at her beautiful whore girlfriend and lit up a Kool. She lazily smoked it and gently rubbed on Sky's tits. Sky's tits hadn't had any milk in over a month and Cindy missed the connection she had from drinking from her lovers' udders. She thought to herself...
Mark and Janine had been married for almost 7 years. He was 36 and she was 29, both successful in their careers. He had his own consulting business and she worked part time as an interior decorator for her best friend Tina who owned her own business. Mark and Jan both enjoyed lovemaking and were always looking for new ways to keep the spark between them burn...
He was standing in a dark hallway, lit only by the light from the street lamp coming through the window, and a light frame around the door to the master bedroom. It was surreal, as if there was another world behind that door. He inched his way towards it, hearing his own heart beat, his eyes getting more and more accustomed to the darkness of the house. He k...
I tried hard to concentrate on my work, but it's hard to be productive when a gorgeous three-foot-tall slut is kneeling under your desk with her mouth around your dick. Finally I stopped trying. I scooted my chair back and looked down at my pet elf, Emilliae. She was wearing the porno version of women's business attire: Pantyhose, a short, brown skirt that...
When Nicholas woke the next morning after he'd found Lena gone he found too that his mind was made up about things he hadn't even taken the time to think about the night before. He'd gotten dressed, had him some breakfast which he sorely needed, then went into his office to look for any clues that would help him figure out where Lena had run off to. He praye...
INTRODUCTION I hadn't intended to write this story yet – it was one that was in the back of my mind – but the recent attack on Camp Bastion in Afghanistan made me want to complete it. I just hope I haven't rushed it too much. I also hope it will be accepted as a very small tribute to those who serve their countries in faraway and dangerous places. Naturall...
It was a warm evening, the temperature in the low 80s. An occasional breeze wafted through the window causing the curtains to flutter sporadically. The kitchen clock, mounted on the opposite wall, ticked the minutes away, sounding loud in the stillness of the room. Ken Weber noticed neither the breeze nor the clock, his thoughts were inward, confused, angr...