I suspected there would be trouble when I got home, I just didn't count on the way it worked out. I had received the usual text message reminder at eleven, that we were due to leave at three, but there had been none of the increasingly regular reminders or phone calls to the office switch board when I failed to reply or call. To be honest I had been busy...
"Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday dear Kasey! Happy birthday to you!" Kasey beamed at the tablet screen, where her family gathered into frame. Her mom and dad, little brother and baby sister, even her dishevelled grandma squeezed into the picture. They clapped and cheered as she blew out the candle on the cake they'd sent her. Ma...
[***Note to Readers: This story is a prequel to my first story, "Creampies , Pegging and Intimacy." Reading "Creampies, Pegging and Intimacy" first may enhance this story, though it is not necessary. For all of the readers who enjoyed my first story, I hope this story, broken into two parts because of its length, is likewise enjoyable. Thanks for reading!***...
Obligatory disclaimer: All characters are over 18 (obviously). The pacing is a little weird and, as usual, I am my own editor (which is not a good thing, believe me). The story is also full of irresponsible behaviour (don't try this at home, kids). I used some pretty common names so if you happen to have the same one I swear this story is not about you. *...
Lake Absolution is a spiritual place where sins are absolved but penance is imposed. Everyone minds their own business, unless they shouldn't, all of the wives are beautiful, and all of the husbands are below average. Linda walked upstairs to the loft while her husband busied himself starting fires in the woodstove and the Cannibal Pot. Perhaps he had been...
Amy woke up naked in a strange bed. She was groggy, and couldn't figure out where she was. She moved her hand down to her pussy, and felt the sticky wetness oozing from her slit. "Cum," she thought. Slowly, recognition dawned on her. This was Treyvon's bed. She had spent the night at her black boyfriend's apartment for the second night in a row, instead of a...
Author's Note: This is the conclusion to the story of Kylie, Shannon and Coach Fish. I have never written a fictional story before...haven't written anything longer than a letter since school. I don't really know if it reads very well - when I read other's stories I stand back in awe. If you liked it, or have any input, I'd be interested in your viewpoint....
I'd been tasked to watch a video of my therapist having sex with her dead husband and a random stranger they'd met in a bar. If that wasn't enough, I'd been told to watch it with my dead wife's best friend, who along with the help of her husband, has been trying to get me to fuck her for the last two weeks. To say this has been an eventful twenty-four hours...
I sat at the hotel bar after a long day dealing with engineers, sales and marketing personnel from across the industry at a convention in Dallas. It was the end of the first day and everyone was ready to relax after a long day of seminars and attempts to make business deals. The five-star hotel was, and still is, one of my favorite places to stay when in Dal...
As I sat waiting for my wife's return, I began to wonder about her affair with her trainer. Why wasn't my making love to her enough? Why did she need to fuck him? I had so many questions. It had been so many years ago and it really hadn't seemed to affect our marriage. How come it was bothering me so much? I had so many things I wanted to ask her. Joe's bark...