A pesar de que mi esposa ansía quedar embarazada de su novio, Juan, sigue utilizando los parches anticonceptivos, lo que es para mi un recordatorio permanente de que ella lleva una vida sexual activa y una en la que los condones no van incluídos, contrario a mi, que ya no puedo recordar exactamente cuando fue la última vez que tuve relaciones con mi esposa,...
October ushered in the fall season with the general expectation of cooler temperatures. For a local swingers club that sponsored the annual Freaker's Ball, nothing could have been further from the truth. It was the one night each year when temperatures were most certainly guaranteed to soar. Some two thousand members looked forward to the Halloween celebrat...
"Well, as much as I'd hate to reveal the identity of customers but, he's like the number one hotshot at the school; Rayne Fallez. I just can't believe I've never seen him cruising around here before." Texas stated. "If it helps, I haven't either. Obviously he must come through here at least once a week and who knows how long." Andrea like wised. "I actual...
I met James through CollarMe.com. He was getting back out there after having lost his long-term submissive to cancer, I was getting back out there after getting sober & losing a hundred pounds. We traded e-mails until I decided he wasn't likely to rob and/or rape me, and then I agreed to meet him at a family-style restaurant. Well, he was a perfect gentleman...
Disclaimer: All living and artificial characters, places and companies are figment of the author's imagination. Unfortunately you cannot order a doll from 'Fooka Fikka Pichka' Inc. Note the tongue? It is firmly planted in cheek. ©2010 Wolffwerks "Please fuck the shoe slut Sir or Ma'am! I am Dr. Bane's Pichka and I would love to take you to the Night of t...
As some of these stories seem not to fit with people's expectations, and thus upset some readers, I thought I would write this so that those who wish to can get an idea of the landscape of the stories before venturing in. TL:DR These stories are fantasies, but they are not genre fantasies; I try to write them so that, with some suspension of disbelief, the...
"Mrs. Mower..." Mr. Simmon said sternly through her classroom's doorway. The woman erasing the whiteboard turned back when hearing her name. "... in my office now." Before she could respond, he cut her off. "Yes, now." And he ducked out. "But ..." She wanted to object because her husband was off work for an evening, which was rare for him, and all four of...
Hard Day: What a hard day at the office extra work having to work 35 min later than normal and then traffic. I was impatient because I was meeting Mistress tonight and I knew she we waiting already, something I didn't really like to make happen was to make her unhappy by having to wait. Upon arriving home, expecting to find Mistress in her home office worki...
Thanks to Sammi Scott, aka Titsy McYarn, the Cute at the Heart of the Abyss for her help and valuable critique. Bounteous thanks to Kevin for his incredibly thorough critiquing and voluminous notes. Thanks to Sensual Curves for her help in proofreading. Thanks to my wife for handling the editing duties on this chapter. After you've read this, if you have a...
"Good, good. You're awake. The memory loss should be temporary." Assured an aurburn-haired beauty with vivid green eyes that stood over Dick's bedside. She wore a rather comical looking black beret made of slick vinyl; which seemed to match the black, studded dog-collar around her throat. As Dick came around, the throbbing of pulse-pounding drums and saxopho...