I woke up the next day with the previous evening's events still in my head; Katie and I had fucked until the early hours after Tyler had left. Katie was already up, I was off all day but she had to go to work. I went downstairs where Katie was just about to leave. She kissed me on the lips, "Morning babe, you hungry?", winking as she said this. "Depends wh...
It was a blazing hot summer day as Jessica trudged down the burning sidewalk, her thick wool habit making the journey much more arduous than it needed to be. That had been the story of her life since joining the Sisters of Guadalupe. It might as well have been the sisterhood's motto. "Harder than it has to be." But not for much longer. Their mission was no l...
After the last episode with Houseman and his henchman Barry, I decided it was time to get out, she might enjoy being used but I didn't. I gave Hazel an ultimatum, either we leave High Wycombe and get away from them or I would leave her. She tried the old come on, flashing her big brown come to bed eyes and stroking my dick, but this time I was adamant. Reluc...
Authors's Note: this is a story about a man who is aroused by his role as a cuckold husband. If that is not you cup of tea, try another entry. For others, I hope you enjoy it and will let me know with your feedback. * Inside the ballroom, Donald saw a raised platform to one side and a bar to the other. At the bar were his group buddies, Marc, Jack, and Mat...
A huge shout out to my editor caitlin, can't thank her enough. Some Useful words to know before you read the story: Hijab- A head covering worn in public by some Muslim women. Essentially a scarf. Burqa- A outer garment worn by some Muslim women that covers their whole body when in public. Kuffar- Arabic for "Non-believer". ***** Fahima Begum sat in...
Quietly, Julie opened the door and slipped into her house. It was dark and silent. Given how late it was, she was pretty sure her husband must be in bed by now, but it wouldn't have been the first time she'd been wrong about that. The pretty young woman knelt to set down the heels she'd carried, rather than worn, for fear of the noise they made when she wa...
Over the last two or three weeks the editor had often stayed behind after hours with the intention of reading more of the letters from the private cabinet. However, he was now in the habit of being joined by the secretary who invariably distracted his attention. More often than not he would find himself fucking her either stood against the wall or with her l...
Property or Person? How did it come to this? My name is Jan Thomas, I am the very image of the perfect suburban wife and mother. I am just that, a wife of twenty plus years, mother of three beautiful university student daughters, high school teacher, Girl Guide leader, church volunteer. Oh, and desperate mleccha slut for my Hindu god Vivek. It should not be...
WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!! (c) copyright 2001 All Rights Reserved * * * * * My name is Irene and I had a problem a while back. I was 36 years old, happily married, and considered by many to be a very attractive woman. M...
From an idea from Dalhia57 * Kira had boarded the high speed train in Metz at 06:49. She was on the way to Paris as she did about every two months. She had kissed her French husband goodbye and left hurriedly. As usual, she had attracted widespread attention from the other travelers, as she was wearing a saree in Metz' monumental station. She was resting i...