This is my first story here hope you enjoy it. Don't be afraid to tell me your honest opinion(: criticism only makes me better. This was possible because of KinkyMuffin. Great person she is for dealing with my constant emails hehe. Enough onto the story. ~~~~~~ "Hey, Catarina." "Hey babe, pick up." "Why aren't you answering my calls?" "You fucking b...
Harley thought of his wife, a beautiful, sleek-bodied Japanese woman - from Japan - with a mixture of longing and regret. His ex-wife, actually. She had left him two months before, declaring irreconcilable differences and her agreed upon portion of his fortune. Not much considering, but...there was a part of him that still missed her. Terribly. He sat alon...
For the past month or so, my wife Mary had gone out every Saturday night on a "girls night out" with a bunch of her friends. They would go to someone's house for an evening of fun -- laughing, drinking, gossiping, and just doing 'girl stuff' that she would not go into detail about. The wife of a friend of mine from work had gone to a couple of these parties...
This story is dedicated to Elsie Grey, a dear friend and a very talented writer, both for her support and for supplying the very fertile plot-bunny that inspired this story. If you liked this story, then you'll probably like Use Your Imagination which also stars Elsie and Connor. Do remember to vote and send feedback; we authors are a fragile breed and know...
This is a continuation from the first part of the story where Varun and me began our weekend rendezvous at his place with a wild and raunchy round of fucking. Do read the first part if you haven't yet, as this one takes off from there. We hadn't been together for over 2 weeks, and were really craving for sex; which explains why we just went berserk with each...
The stripper strokes my smooth, bare knee with the back of her hand, running it up along my thigh to caress the skin under my skirt. She bends and seductively brushes her lips against my ear, and I catch a nose full of her fragrance, all sweet and glittery, soft, like sex, with a hint of cigar smoke in her chestnut hair. Then she bends at the waist, does a g...
Read “Taylor’s Tailor, Chapter 1” for an intro. And, for a totally different look at Taylor’s exploits, read the “Deirdre’s Downfall” chapters. Just click on my name and go to the link. Feedback and votes are much appreciated. After months of sexual abstinence following my divorce, buying a house in a new locale, and settling in, it appears that my self-im...
Reality returned slowly at first in the form of throbbing burning nipples. Her arms on each side of her head thrust it forward. Chloe's hands felt like they were tied close together. She could feel the pull on her wrists, arm muscles, and shoulders. Only two toes on each foot were touching a cold damp floor. Her arms held most of her weight. She opened her...
St. John's Shopping Centre Once inside the window cleaner's hanging platform, Julie hits the release for the crank. The platform begins to slowly descend and doesn't catch any of the police's attention until it nearly reaches the ground. Shouts for the agents to freeze and drop their weapons come at them and when neither agent complies the police begin sho...
This can be read as a standalone story, but you will get more enjoyment if you read the "Weekend Working" three part story previously posted. ***** It had been several months since 'that' Saturday, when my boss, Simon, had rumbled my weekend shenanigans and punished me suitably. The shenanigans I refer to are the two weekends, when I'd been fucked by the...