Welcome once again to…The Disclaimer! This story is FICTION. As fiction the characters have little to no bearing in REALITY. The work is FANTASY! This story is going to focus on exhibitionism, and very likely adultery, in the real world this should result in a nasty divorce, once again…this is fantasy, and divorce is not worth masturbating to, so if you like...
The next few weeks were a blur of experiences for Anna and me. She and Deana had gotten together a few more times both with us guys and without. When I wasn’t there she would tell me almost everything that she and Deana did together. For instance, as a surprise one night Anna had bought a strap-on dildo and fucked Deana in the ass with it. I remember Deana h...
About a week after the incredible night at Lindsey's, I got a call from Antony. He had another small job for me to do, but I was pretty sure he just wanted to get me over there so he could ask me what happened that night. I pulled into his driveway on a crisp, sunny morning, and he greeted me on the steps. "You've shown great patience Antony," I said with...
*This is a work of Fiction. Feedback will be greatly appreciated. * "What time is the bus?" "Seven pm. See you at the terminal?" "OK." Sarah and I had this text conversation. Sarah is not my girlfriend. She is not just a friend either. She is my Friend With Benefits. Better understood as Fuck Buddy. We call it "Um-Friend." We were friends from college...
This story is the property of the author. It is not to be changed in any way, nor published or shown at other web sites without the permission of the author. Feedback and comments to; James Lacy at the address in his profile. All comments appreciated. Earlier, Mother Mistress had called Cindy to tell her that she and Jane decided to spend another two week...
"Who's he?" Millard pointed to the slight figured guy passing hors d'oeuvres through the crowded party room. "Chester," John responded, screwing up his face. "He's kind of queer." "I'll say. Isn't it a little late to be rushing?" "Oh, he isn't rushing," John paused to take a swig from his beer. "No...Chester was accepted last fall. He just dresses that...
Once again, the story I am about to tell is not mine. It was told to me by the victim. I merely set pen to paper and added structure and punctuation to words that were torn from his soul. I am the omnipotent narrator, not the judge of morality. The victim swears the story is true. I will leave that to the reader to decide. All names and places have been chan...
I had been driven to a bar where I was sitting at the bar supping a gin and tonic killing time until my step sister picked me up after she visited a sick relative, in hospital, to visit to a rich uncle, she had told me that she would be a gone a couple of hours, three at the most, and to get something to eat. Then adding ‘you’ll be OK without me without me’...
This is my very first story. I hope that you enjoy it! ~Purr --- Serene was devastated when she arrived home from her afternoon class at Harvard. How in the world did she get a B on that final for European History? She did everything the professor said. She studied every day, met with a group three times a week to cram, and had attended every class. She n...
Chapter 16 – Getaway I left work at 4:30pm on Friday and headed over to Leslie and Emma's office. I had my bag packed and in the back seat of the car as Leslie had instructed me to do. I parked the car and made my way to the office suite. I entered but did not see anyone around. The door to Emma's office was closed and the light was off, so I assumed she h...