As best I have been able to tell, my sugar addiction started even before I was born. My mother ate sweets for more than half her caloric intake from my conception until my birth. Things got worse when I was a child. We always had candy and soft drinks around the house, donuts or sweet rolls for breakfast, and intensely sugary desserts like baklava every nig...
***NOTE*** This story is a part of my ongoing series called Trouble Texas Style (Night Walker's Woman, Tight Fittin' Jeans, One Night Stand, and soon to include Goodbye Earl). These are complex and interwoven tales that cross genres, including erotica, romance, and suspense. I have kept them separate as opposed to hopping from character to character chronol...
Beth had a private little home in the Bahamas. It was a large home on top of the hill where she lived in luxury In the middle of the house was an opening with a heart shape pool. There she could tan herself and take a nice dipped into her pool. A Hot tub was near the pool with a shape of two lips. He young lover stood by the door daze after just getting up....
"Zombie" "Would you like to see something interesting?" The phrasing was innocuous, but somehow the way Griffith said the words in his high, reedy voice made them hang in the air in a sinister fashion. He leaned forward slightly in his overstuffed chair with a child's curiosity in his eyes, but there was nothing innocent about him. If he had the inquisitive...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Me and my buddies started making videos to upload online. It kinda just started organically. We hang out and fool around all the time so we always thought we could make some money off of it somehow. Fuzzy, Spence, Howard, Ellsworth and I have been really close since we were kids....
Sunlight streaming through the window woke me up the following morning. I was alone and naked in Ann's bed. I could hear the water running in the bathroom. When Ann returned to the bedroom she was still wearing the satin nightgown she had put on the night before. It was long sleeve and covered her to mid calf. She crawled in next to me and kissing me on the...
Jon did not want to be here. He had barely slept last night. Just being in the same room with her, let alone the same bed, less than two feet between them was some new form of torture. Worse even than some of the physical and occupational therapy that he had undergone. His dick had spent the whole fucking night at full mast. And nothing he did or said coul...
I was listening to this on the stereo the other day and thought to myself how hard it would be to be left time and time again. I would like to thank DanielleKitten for the use of her editing skills on such short notice. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please don't forget to vote and comment. This is only my third submission an...
Evie joins Jenni in the kitchen, hungry for details. "What are you doing, little mama?" she asks. "Making the Kool-Aid, like a good cult wife," she replies. "Want a glass?" "Just a little one, thanks. I haven't had this in decades." "Daddy and Freddy don't like me drinking liquid sugar, but they let me have my little treats in moderation." "It's becaus...
Blondie Goes Black in New Orleans Hotwife's hubby finds her a black gangsta stud My wife, Blondie, was thirty before she had sex with her first black man, as recounted here in an earlier story. We had been swinging since she was twenty-five, but it had taken a long time and a lot of quiet persuasion to overcome her Deep South upbringing to the point whe...