Dear Wimp, So you are Mary's husband, the loser, the wimp, the shrimpdick that I've heard about. Well, I've got good news and bad news for you, wimp. The good news is that until last week, Mary had been faithful to you. Faithful for five years of marriage. That's almost a miracle. That such a drop dead, knock-down gorgeous babe like Mary could have remained...
Disclaimer: I do not own Modern Family and have no association with anyone involved in the show. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. Author's note: This story takes place sometime in Season 7. This is sort of a continuation to Your Fault, ignoring the last few paragraphs/fast forward at the end. So think of it as an alternative timeline...
She watches him while he sleeps. His face soft in slumber as she touches her tender nipples that he so recently sucked and bit on. They are hard against her fingers. She pinches one lightly and feels the bolt of pleasure go through to her pussy. She looks at his mouth as she teases both her nipples, the aureoles crinkling up around the tight buds. Her breath...
When we arrived at the club, we got straight in and without hesitation went straight to the bar to begin our journey to being completely drunk. As I stood next to Jess at the bar, I peeked down at her skirt, and with her heels on she was looking very sexy, and as I turned around I could see there was a few other men with their eyes on her, so I grabbed her...
Author's Note: This series is a work of pure fiction. Konalin Kost is a fictional writer, and Charlie Konrad is the character that made him successful. It is presented as a writer sending an underground letter to his fans, followed by a compilation of replies. This is the letter to the fans. _____________________________________________ My Dearest Readers...
You think I'm some morally bound person that has to follow the right path when sex is involved. Truth is, I have a plethora of secret dirty pleasures that I want to encounter and fully experience. There is so much I want to do, so much I want to do to you specifically. But that can't happen can it. You don't feel comfortable around me to let out your most se...
During the next few weeks we had four important deadlines at work and there was too much to do at home to talk to Helen in any way other than via e-mail. We both knew it had been more of a physical rather than emotional thing, with no strings attached. I also knew that seeing her too much at that moment could possibly mean that my marriage was in danger, s...
I've been dreaming about the feel of his big hands against my bare skin; those arms wrapping around me with his chest pressed against mine. I wanted him this morning, and have kept wanting him the whole day. He just ignored my advances...now it makes sense - dinner, and wine, then a long walk with my eyes covered, the fruit, the blanket...such a romantic sur...
Her hair cascaded down to hit the floor as she arched her back thrusting her breasts forward to the caressing eyes of her audience. She was on her knees, legs spread, in only a lacy pink thong. She had anklets which jingled as she danced and bracelets that matched. An elaborate gold necklace laid between her breasts. She ran her fingers over her breasts, gra...
I remember it feeling very warm. I felt it grow and get hard too in my hand as I held it and stroked it. I sat on the bed with his cock in my hand as he stood in front of me. I took my other one I started to play with his balls. He then took my head in his hands and gently pulled me towards him, he pulled my head to his cock. I opened my mouth and took hi...