Maggie sat on the floor of her room. She paused to again run her hand over the new rug she’d acquired. So pleased at this gift. She received a simple chair early on in her stay but since receiving the rug she rarely sat in it. Maggie had somewhat lost track of the days but she guessed it had been about two weeks since that amazing day. That day when Dr. Cla...
Please Note: All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead is purely coincidental. Story Code: M/F, Impregnation, Swing, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism ***** Bill Black was in the shower washing before work, his wife Julie was at the bathroom sink putting on her face and doing her hair. As Bill stepped out...
Andrea 'Andy' Vaughn opened one eye, then the other. She had a splitting headache and generally felt like shit. 'What was in that knockout spray? We both went down like pole axed steers. We! Oh My God, Mariss' that trained gorilla had taken Mariss', what had he done with her'? She shook her head slowly to clear it and looked around. She was in a small, dim...
Day 1 of Valentine's Day Weekend Peter Longbury was an investment banker in the City. When taken into overall balance, life had been pretty good to him. He was successful in his specialist area of micro-derivatives; this allowed his clients to make risk transactions with smaller amounts of money and increasing complex sophistication in their structure, the...
Over the last couple of years Nicole had fallen on hard times and was now on her own and without a decent income. We had been friends for years and had met up for sex once in a while, even one time joining her and one of her partners for an unexpected and quite excellent threesome. She was as hot as ever and she still knew she could have any guy she wanted b...
Author's note: This story did not fit into any neat category. There is group and one on one sex (hetero and homosexual) depicted. There is love and there is loss. If your idea of group sex is one guy with multiple women this may not be the story for you. On June 2, 1967 I graduated from high school. The next day I stuck my thumb out in a westerly direction...
This story was written in the style of many Bollywood crime dramas, with a lot of way over-the-top activities. It's all fiction and should not be taken any more seriously than the spirit it was written in. ..... It had been one of the most celebrated crime busts in local history, and for the department's highest ranking policewoman responsible, it was a ca...
When my friend Tracy asked me to be a groomsman in her wedding I said sure. What else could I say? Tracy and I had dated briefly our freshman year, but we both knew right away it wasn't going to work & instead we became close friends. She met Dave our senior year and now, three years later, they were getting hitched. Dave was a good guy and I liked him, but...
Well, I am finally on my way to the airport for a long dreamed of ski trip to the French Alps. I am in pretty good shape for a widowed retiree in his 60's, and life is pretty good. I hadn't flown in years and, as I sat in the back of the Uber, I wondered if the airport scanners would show the pretty panties and cami I always wore. Old habits are hard to br...
"I'm sorry, but the news I have for you isn't good," the doctor said. Mia's heart lurched in her chest. Jeff's face took on a stricken expression. They held hands tightly, steeling themselves for his next sentence. "We've checked sample after sample, and I'm afraid that the reason you haven't gotten pregnant, Mrs. Mayer, is that your husband's sperm count...