All rights reserved - this story is a work of fiction and remains the property of the writer. Chapter 2 Leaning back, I looked at the sight before me. My wife leaned back against the desk, her blouse wide open, her fingers slowly teasing her nipple. I could see her pussy, wet, and inviting. To her left, Stan leaned back against the same desk. His thick coc...
NOTE TO READER: This is the second part of my first Lit story. I evidently upset some of you and received quite a few negative reviews and comments for it. It was a little disheartening, but I do appreciate those who provided the positive feedback both in the comments and through messages. To my detractors - I do understand the frustration of reading a sto...
Alyssa pressed her tits together as I squeezed my dick between them and she kept urging me in a low sensuous voice, "Cum on me, Nick, cum all over my tits. Give me a nice thick rope in my mouth and let me taste your salty goodness." The combination of her dirty mouth and firm tight breasts pushed together pleasuring my cock finally did the trick and I sta...
"Welcome back to the Club, Sue. I've just thought up the most fabulous game for us to play..." *** Jean always went to the Club alone. She was not ashamed, precisely. It was just that none of them understood. She knew that Ororo, Betsy, and even Jubilee went there, but they were just looking for a good time. They'd bought into Emma's snares. Jean, she kn...
Saint Mary's was a Catholic boarding school in the middle of nowhere. It was an old Gothic-style mansion that was converted into a school when the previous owner died and willed his family's estate to the Church, provided that it would be turned into a school. Beth Chandler was my best friend…my only friend, in this prison called Saint Mary's. We met when w...
"By the way Andrew, she's Louise's mum!" It was 3am on the street outside Andrew's house. Anita had just delivered this bombshell, as the taxi drew away. She had just told Andrew that the woman he had fucked that evening at the party, was the mother of the young woman he'd started an affair with. She had manipulated the whole thing. It all fell into place...
Ness was excited. The gig was busy and there was an electric atmosphere. She was already a little tipsy from all the vodkas they'd had on the train. Her hair was down in beachy waves, she wore a tight leather skirt (no knickers, who wants a VPL) and the band t-shirt. She felt pretty hot tonight. The warm up band was good and the drinks were flowing. It...
The laughter filled the darkened street as the children ran up and down the laneways to each home. The air was crisp and clean, the perfect October evening. It had snowed just two days ago and some lawns still had white patches of the cold miserable fluff. Parents laughed and smiled, watching their children gleefully run up to a house to say the expected wor...
Chapter 1 A Surrogate Match When Tia came in from work, her husband, Rik, could tell that she was very excited about something. Even though Tia had been promoted to a Senior Research Associate at The New Life Center a couple of months ago, that wasn’t the reason for her excitement today. She had a surprise gift for him. Tia brought home the news that Rik h...
The Enos Farm on Hard Scrabble Road in Trenton Falls, New York wasn't a large one, but it was productive enough back in the 60's that Ted Enos had to hire a farmhand when the work proved too much for him, his wife Evelyn and his daughter Becky. Since the pay wasn't much, there weren't many people that wanted the job, and while Ted didn't think the only pers...