ED NOTE: For the many "Allison" fans, male and female, who have emailed me regarding the lovely and very ORAL BANK TELLER series, I thank you for sharing the pleasure you have received from reading about my (essentially) true exploits with the young fellatrix. As promised, there was one last story to tell. Enjoy......and please vote! ---------------------...
It was about 4am and the party had all but finished with only a handful of people left in the house. I was trying to find a place to sleep, but everyone else had the same idea and although the house was huge with many rooms, every one I went into was taken, sometimes by people already asleep and sometimes by couples fucking on beds or couches. I was feeling...
Last night, I shaved my wife's pussy. I did this because our neighbor had instructed her to tell me to do so. My wife, Sue, and I had become bored with our sex life after twenty plus years of marriage. We decided she would have an affair with Jerry, our neighbor, and tell me everything that he did to her, and with her. It all began very well. He had her suck...
Once I was out the door, I ran across the stone steps and back towards the car. Stumbling into it, I paused to let the tears finally flow and blur my vision. Gasping and goosebumped, I didn't know if the gusts or my emotions had gotten the better of me. It wasn't until I pulled on the door handle that I realized I no longer had my clutch, much less my keys....
The following story is fictional, all characters are fictional and over the age of consent. This story contains scenes of dubiously consensual sex, extreme misogyny and voyeurism, if this offends you, don't read it. . . . I hope you enjoy this first chapter of my novel/novella "The Good Sons". I would very much like your feedback in the comments section....
Working as a landlord, you're never happy when the phone rings. People don't call just to say everything is working great, or that they're going to be early with the rent money. When the phone rings, it is almost certainly bad news. And when Zulema calls, you better clear the rest of your day. Zulema is a tallish attractive Colombian-born woman in her mid t...
Earlier that day, I had been on top of the world. Less than 48 hours separated me from married life, and I was preparing for what promised to be the best party I had ever been to: a bachelor party in my honor, hosted by my best friends in the whole world. Truth be told they were my only friends, and most wouldn’t think there was any way a guy like me could e...
I'm watching the news on channel 7 and this pretty blonde reporter comes on. A bunch of thoughts run through my head as she speaks just the first two words about the event she's covering. First, I think she's pretty. Not beautiful but way beyond cute. Big eyes. She must be good with mascara or whatever it is women put around their eyes to accentuate them. Sm...
"Have you seen Sam lately?" I asked Beth, my wife. We were getting ready for bed and chatting, as I crawled in pulling the covers over me. "You know," Beth came out of the bathroom and slipping off her robe moved in beside me. "Now that you mention it I haven't seen him out walking his dog for the past few days." Sam is a widower that lives about half way...
Finally home, I think to myself as I reach the front steps of the apartment building. I walk up the stairs and enter inside. Just one more floor to go then I can finally relax after a long day at the office. Today I wore a purple button up blouse, a magenta skirt ending above my knees, thigh high fishnet nylon stockings, and a pair of brown four inch heels t...