I had been feeling a little strange all day and after dinner I was out of energy and out of sorts. At 8:30 I told Jeff I was going to bed because I didn't feel well. He put his lips to my forehead and said, "You're hot. Get into bed and I'll get you something cold to drink." "I just want to get some sleep." "That's a sure sign you're sick." I was asleep...
Carrie had just arrived home to what seemed like an empty house. "She must be upstairs already.", Carrie whispered to herself and headed up the stairs. It was after one in the morning and she had just had a long night after the awards show with barely enough time to spare to make it from the Vegas Airport to her L.A. home where she was now. Outside her...
When Abigail Morgan was younger her family had a pet mongrel which needed to be taken to the vet's. The dog was so desperate to escape from its carrying cage that by the time they had reached the vet's its paws were all bloody from scrabbling at the bars. Abi knows how that dog felt. She is afraid her own fingers will suffer in much the same way. For Abi ha...
Donald had to keep his head low as he rushed under the back of the truck, so when he reached his man there was no time to jump. The punk never knew what hit him; one moment he was closing the tailgate and leering at a crying young woman, the next his groin exploded in pain. Donald bit deeply, shaking his head as the momentum of his charge knocked his man on...
Life for Adam seemed to stop. He remained kneeling on the floor by the keyhole with his sperm gently trickling down his thigh. He could see the woman of his fantasies approaching but knew that this time he was caught. This time it would be all over. The woman would scream and attract the attention of neighbours. The police would arrive and soon Adam would be...
Dear Daddy, Almost 45 years ago, I was born. You were already a dad. You had my older sisters. But something between you and I bonded. And over the years it strengthened. It wasn't easy for you, I know. After me, you had my brother and my baby sister. We all grew and had to be clothed and fed. Momma was the definition of homemaker. She cooked and cleaned a...
Dear Stan, I would say this is the hardest letter I've ever had to write, but I don't think it's going to be all that hard. Even though we haven't been married long, everyone in this apartment complex knows I'm your wife, even people I've never met. And a surprising number of them know your dirty little secret. At least, they do now. I'd suspected for a fe...
First of all, it must be noted that I am not a writer of erotica. I find it much more fun, and erotic, reading stories where I'm not sure exactly what's going to happen (even if it's pretty clear from the direction of the story so far) than writing ones where I have such absolute control. But I am an avid reader, and I have read many stories in each of the c...
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They spent the rest of the week at the ranch doing minor chores and basically just resting up, after their long ordeal. Then the weekend rolled around, and it was time to go to town for supplies. While the women were shopping, I decided to check in with Judge Mitchell. After going to the courthouse, I was told that the judge was over at the restaurant, havi...