For clarity, please read part one of this story first. ---------------------------------------------- My husband passed out a few feet away; me on my knees with two strange giant black cocks in my face looking around for the other two of my husband's friends. Then it hits me that my three girls are upstairs. Jan, the young bride to be, was in my shower, wh...
Dreams are necessary to life. Anais Nin It was never meant to be that big a deal. What I wanted was really the simplest thing. What I wanted was affection, and of course, anal sex. But that's not where it had all gone. Instead, sitting topless before a complete stranger, nervous beyond belief, alone in a strange city, upstairs in a strange house, and s...
We had been talking for months online, and despite a relationship that had grown extraordinarily intense, we had so far managed to remain relatively anonymous to each other. We knew a few details of each other's everyday lives, but we hadn't even exchanged our real names, still calling each other by the names we had given ourselves in the role-play environme...
The plane just started backing out of the gate. I closed my eyes and leaned back into the seat, relaxing, getting ready for the flight to New York City. "Flight attendants prepare all doors for takeoff and cross check..." came across the loudspeaker as I closed my eyes. It had been a hectic morning, we'd dropped off the kids with family and rushed to the ai...
My story is one that started out as a fantasy and wound up being a reality. I am a middle-aged man living in a south suburb of Chicago, actually in Indiana. My fantasy turned reality centers around a beautiful mature schoolteacher in the early fifties age bracket. She happens to be a wonderful woman who knows exactly what she wants. Her name is Jan and she...
The axe strikes true and violent. Swung with all his strength it buries its hungry head deep. A sharp sick 'thwack' echoes through the yard. A slight breeze brings the promise of winter with it. Denied on the verandah the sun makes puddles of warm air and she sits, contentedly taking a mouthful of cold beer. Stretching, her toes bask in the warm sunlight an...
I woke up, the light of the morning sun warming the fur of my face. The scent of lilac and musk tickled my sensitive nostrils. I stretched out underneath the soft coverlet and hugged my pillow closely, pricking up my ears and listening for sounds of any nearby activity. I caught the faint murmur of voices below me and recognized them as belonging to my two n...
Written in collaboration by jes_da_man & LittleOne Saturday, October 20, 2001 - 10:59pm --------------------------- Darkness... punctuated occasionally by the flashes from a distant thunderstorm, is folded over your eyes like a heavy layer of black velvet, and just as a lover's hand would, the humid night air caresses your face, and you can smell the sto...
I had worked in the same firm as Lisa for years, but never in the same department. She wasn’t drop dead gorgeous or anything, but she was cute and she was in great shape, especially for a woman in her 40's. For a lack of a better term she had a reputation as being a bit of a slut, or perhaps a tease. She was married with kids, had some spats where she was se...
"Michael?" "Yeah?" He rolled over and looked over at me sleepily. "Fuck me." He kissed me gently, stroking me face, I hungrily kissed him back. I yearned for him. We had been apart for so long. Ella died, and then Michael and I drifted in our grief. I stroked his face, I held his face and kissed him hard, trying to tell him my need, trying to tell him I lo...