Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** My bedroom in Bel Air... My gorgeous wife Kim Kardashian is looking at her perfect self in the full length mirror, admiring what we all do... her absolutely awesome gorgeousness from head to toe. She's got on her custom made white, with gold trim, silk bathrobe. It perfectly con...
No Turning Back soppingwetpanties Dedicated to L.K. She doesn't want to, but she really does. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or act...
Author's note: I apologize for the long wait for chapter three. I had submitted it, but it wasn't posted for some reason. It stayed pending for an entire week. I thought it was going to be rejected for some reason or another. Thank you all for your patience, and thank you for continuing to read. Preview of previous chapter: Tom was settling in nicely at h...
Author note: This Story, is yet another (or second encounter) in the normally uneventful lives of Bob & Cindy, a mature married couple, on their journey to sexual fulfillment. If you haven't read "Christmas At The Shopping Mall" yet, it is highly recommended that you do so, first. * * Our New On-Line Chat Buddies We have become on-line friends with Paul...
Author's note and acknowledgements This story has sat on my hard drive for four years now. I wrote it, all twenty chapters and 95,000 words of it in eight days of a frenzied, near trance-like state, sitting on my couch with my wife's laptop. She would occasionally have to remind me to eat. When the dust settled, and I looked up, I realized a couple of...
She had often wondered why he went to the park for his run on the same day of the week, but today she was going to take advantage of it. She saw his truck and she pulled in a few spots down and across the lot. She walked over to his truck, found the key he always left hidden in the bed and opened it up. Then she got the truck ready the way she wanted it. She...
Treat a hooker to lunch There's a curiousss fellow who has decided his reputation is not worth much and has agreed to associate himself with me, in spite of my dastardly character. He is a wordsmith of the first tier. I am proud to have him edit my stories, he makes them flow more smoothly and read more understandably. I do want to say that I tinker with my...
Sam finished building the webpage with a day to spare. After triple checking for bugs, he uploaded it. Twisting and turning in his chair, he stretched, and then smiled as he thought about the payment he'd receive for his efforts. Glancing at the calendar, he realized 10 days had passed since he'd heard from his homophobic step-brother. They didn't communica...
"So, Kassim, you mean to tell me that you're an illegal immigrant?" Zara Desmarais said softly, and the young tomboy looked anxiously at the young man who sat opposite her. Inside the crowded Eaton Shopping Center food court in downtown Toronto, thousands of people milled about, embarking on lengthy shopping sprees. Once upon a time, Zara Desmarais, a small-...
This story is totally a fiction. Any resemblance to real persons or places is only coincidental, and was not the intent of the author. * Debbie was a 38 year-old divorcee. She had been alone for the past five years. Her divorce settlement had left her with a paid-off mortgage, and enough alimony that, with the income from her job, she could live comfortab...