I'm going to try my hand at writing a cheating wife story. I've read some fairly nice stories. But, in too many cheating wife stories I have read, the female characters seemed to either have a full blown narcissistic personality disorder, a histrionic personality disorder or they're so weak and spineless that I can only wonder how they could ever exist in th...
When I came inside her, it felt way beyond the pure pleasure and the feeling of seminal release; it felt as if I was flying. Before I continue, I want to warn you that this isn’t a quick masturbatory fix; look elsewhere for that. There’re plenty of good, quickie stories on this site. Also, I want to establish that this is a true story. No names have been ch...
I'm not high maintenance. I'm not into high fashion. I'd much rather enjoy a beer and watch a game than have a cappuccino and go shopping for shoes. And no, I'm not fat, I'm not ugly, and I'm not an old spinster - I'm a fit, attractive, educated, professional woman of 24. I've just always enjoyed the company of guys and active, outdoor activities more than t...
It was a week later when Giblis set up a summoning. Candles giving out sweet aromas were at the four corners of the compass just outside the summoning circle. A brazier full of incense was also nearby, as well as her Tome. "Gritchlaudroneckstis is the most reasonable of the Lower Demons. This summoning is just to show you how, next time you'll summon him you...
After a long day of being at work and wanting desperately to come home and relax, the idea of a long hot bath filled with scented bubble bath, candles lining the edge of the garden tub casting a soft light, and some soft music was what I had in mind for the evening. A glass of wine was waiting for me after I toweled off and I slipped into my favorite navy bl...
The Saint Mark, 115 East 9th Street at 3rd Avenue, East Village Evelyn Green bit into the juicy red apple, the sound echoing off the tiles in the kitchen. She chewed thoughtfully as she stared at the words on the laptop screen, occasionally pausing to make additions to the text as needed. She reviewed a newly written passage. Near the border between the...
Eve lay in the arms of Nemesis. The Justice Goddess whom was betrayed by words of love much earlier in time, by Eve's only brother, Solan. The sun had risen just a short few hours prior to this moment and Eve waiting in fearful anticipation for the time to come when she and her brother would face one another in the great coliseum dubbed MUSE. The time when...
Please do not read if under 18 years of age or offended by sexually explicit stories and situations. * Hi, my name is Pussy Kat, and yes, that is my legal name now, but it wasn't always so. You see, before my new life began my name used to be Heather Longly and I was employed as an Account Rep at Baum and Denslow. It was there I met Bill, a very handsome...
Mirror Marlene: The Crackpot Scheme "Oh, my God!" Rucker said admiringly. "Marlene Collier, you look beautiful." I stood at the doorway of the guest room in the large house that Jeremy Collier built wearing one of my husband's starched long sleeved dress shirts, and looked at the naked black man on the bed. He was certainly not my husband. For the few seco...
CHAPTER ONE Byron Bay, Northern New South Wales. Just south of the Queensland border. Where the weather is perfect for eight months of the year. Home to the rich and famous and home to the last of Australia Hippie culture. Where souvenir shops selling bongs stand between surf shops and boutiques with $800 outfits. Overrun by southern Australian tourists eve...