I searched through my bag, but just couldn't find my keys. I was desperate to get inside my house and into the arms of my wonderful husband, and as I searched I kept vowing to myself that I would never go out with Sharon ever again. Finally I found them, and struggled to get my key into the lock, then I let myself in and looked for Peter. I finally found him...
My sisters and I come from one of those families with everyone beginning with the same letter. My parents put a different spin on it and instead of being called Andrea, Angelina, and Aimee, we are Drea, Lina, and Aimee. We also all married men that are very good providers, terrific fathers but sometimes seem to others as a bit unreasonable. This is a story a...
The evening betrayed the turn of seasons, the clicking of her heels on the pavement like the ticking of seconds as time ran out on summer. It had fallen from a swelteringly hot thirty degrees centigrade to a little over half that: cool enough for bare legs but still grounds for surprise when the breeze played over them, flapping the silk of the dress across...
A Girl in a Bar. She sat down at the bar two seats to my right. I searched the slanted mirror that the bar owner had conveniently elevated up and behind all the liquor so that patrons could check one another out without staring. Of course, if she looked into the mirror in my direction, I'd be nabbed. I sipped my Jack Black, wondering why a woman this fine...
*** Hi! Welcome to the SECOND installment of CROSSING MOON Don't forget to VOTE and COMMENT!! Jayleen *** From Aveline Erickana Ruben's diary: 25th September 2008, 8.30 PM, somewhere in the sky. Currently listening to: "Here With Me - Dido" (through the airplane's headphone) I wish Alven would just move his big butt and let me have the stupid window...
Arching her back, Cassandra raised her arms over her head stretching her lean frame as she stepped outside. Today was going to be excellent! She had graduated from college last week and was finally going home. Her gaze trailed across the parking lot to her car and the nearby apartments. Home was nothing like this place. Misty-eyed, she thought of the old far...
Sunday - Maxwell's Smart I rode Daddy for twenty minutes before he came. I'd come a bunch of times by then, but I saved the biggest for last. Well, not last, exactly. Afterwards, I managed to massage and suckle his dick back to life with my pussy, so he was good to go for another quarter-hour. After his second orgasm, though, he was pretty much done in. H...
[To everyone who is currently locked down. The world is a funny place full of people who like to read erotica. So maybe in some small way my works here can help defeat the boredom. Take care of yourselves everyone!] *** I moved into a new condo lately. Just three weeks ago in fact. It's a nice place, you know, with all the facilities people like to have....
Thanks to Todger 65 for the edit. The first thing Lynn noticed was the quiet. The silence last night was creepy, sure, but this morning, more so. No birds, was the thought, Better look in on the girls. Lynn, a creature of habit, did her morning ablutions first. She walked down the hall later, scrubbed clean, hair combed, teeth brushed; a woman who dislik...
This is a rather sexist story. In fact, pretty outrageously so, and that is an explicit satirical intention. If stories of this type would be offensive to you, then you shouldn't read it. It is modeled after the loving wives and brides genre available in Japanese adult videos. Otherwise enjoy! - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Walter Kresky was hav...