I heard the front door open and looked up from my chair at the dining table to see my dear husband Roby walking in with his tennis racquet slung over his shoulders. I put down the book I was reading and started to run towards him to hug him, as I usually do when he is all sweaty and hot, when I realized that someone was standing there behind him. I looked pa...
Author's Foreword: Warning! Big words and big ideas ahead - and it's impossible to get off when reading the fuck scenes presented. Also, Thanks so much for the helpful private eMails. I like and will continue to write win-win stories for erudite readers who seem to keep coming back. ***** An Adventurous wife's Cheating Gig Daryl was a classic nerd. Profes...
Female led relationship, FLR is becoming the common, accepted life style. Girls are born with a natural instinct to be care givers and mothers which in a way makes them natural leaders. Boys on the other hand, come into the world as wild animals. They have to be domesticated. In their formidable years their mothers domesticate them by giving them spankings...
Jeremy awoke early in the morning to the bed shaking vigorously, the sounds of balls banging against ass and shrieks of ecstasy from Fatou as Joe pumped her full of his seeds for the third, or maybe the fourth, or quite possibly the fifth time since he arrived yesterday morning. Fatou was obviously enjoying being fucked from behind and Jeremy was pleased to...
As usual, I have used real locations in this story, though the characters are all fictional. The story is set in 1994-1995, when texting 'alphamate' pagers were in use, but before everybody had cell phones. __________________________________ "Oh, my God, what are the police doing here?" That was my girlfriend Libby, as we were sitting around, sitting arou...
Author's note: This story is a collaborated effort by my dear friend Michael and myself. Hope you enjoy. ***** Great you're blaming me for the severe storms and flight cancellations. Sometimes I wonder why I even married you. "Your such an ass" you say hanging up on him. You order a shot and down it not noticing that I'm starring at you, this gorgeous lady...
I met his wife before. Then I met him. I was working in a makeup shop, working at the end of the year, sick of it but needing the money. At the height of my 19 years old, a brunette with the color of sin, full of malicious ideas in her head, tired of boys without guts. I was always the hot type, you know, Brazilian curvaceous woman? Really hot, big tits and...
Best. Wife. Ever. Ch. 4.5: The Greatest Of These _____ Having finally had enough, Stacy confronts her coworkers about their behavior and turns the tables on them. After some veiled threats and pointed comments, she manages to get them to back off while she tries to salvage her trip. _____ Once again, I just want to thank everyone who not only reads my wo...
Eleanor Brigham looked out of the window of the detached mansion that was now hers in entirety, with a smug smile that echoed her contentment. Her eyes took in the clear air of the elevated township of Penkhull, and the grimy smoke of the potteries which swirled below it; the filth of an industry which had led to her late husband's wealth... and which was no...
Peering into the open door, aware of the men on either side of her and of Sam's eyes on her from the window of the house, Carrie saw immediately that there were four cream colored leather seats in the back of the car, two on each side facing each other. She paused for a moment, confused as to where to sit. The Chairman put his hand on her ass and guided her...