After yesterday’s activities, I knew that my cock would get more demanding. I woke up early with a real hard on. I dreamt that Tara was having her orgasms, while I was simply helping her. My dick was swollen and needed e release very eagerly. I remembered that I had promised Tara that since her birthday was seven days away, she would enjoy her pussy each...
Tonight was an especially busy Friday night at The Red Lounge. Jane strutted passed the throngs of horny men waiting to get into the puffy doors of the club. She smiled to herself as she thought about how many people she and Stacy were bringing in every night. Her mouth watered a little while her vagina seemed to growl with anticipation. Jane walked through...
Chapter 7: Interlewd I was standing at a pay phone, looking at a piece of paper that had been slipped into my pocket the previous night by a virtual stranger. Was this a setup by Alex to help tighten his grip on me and my wife, or was this a way of eventually escaping that grip? I looked at the phone number and made a decision. "Hello?" Answered a male voi...
[This story contains pretty graphic scenes of rape and violence. A semi-turn in style for my stories, especially because of the short length. But if your reading this right now, your favorite trouble maker is still around] Tara tiredly made her way up the stairs to her hotel room. She had listened James ramble on about Estella Warren for long enough. After...
My wife and I have had a strong and open relationship from the start. We have accepted each other and all our wild passions, and we have always been open about our sexual desires. Having said this I will try to express what happened the other night with the same intensity I experienced. I came home from work and saw Tara's car in the drive. Strange; she g...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Or is it? All characters herein are imaginary. Or are they? All events described here are fictitious. Oh, really? All locales described here are real and actual. If you had been to the unnamed places, you would recognize them. But this story is not to be taken seriously. Or is it? All sexual activity depicted here invol...
Chapter 8: Sherry Exposed I waited for Sherry to continue recounting her day. She needed to rest her voice and rehydrate her mouth. I held her hand and tried to be strong for her. I told her again that I didn't need to hear the rest of it, that I had a pretty good idea of what happened. She insisted that she had to tell me, that I had to know, that I couldn...
Lindsey entered the hotel room's bathroom and leaned into the shower stall to turn it on. As the steamy hot water began to pour down, she stood back up and saw the Tara and Jerome were already behind her. Tara was stripping her shirt off over her head and said, "Come on, Lindsey. Let's get out of these sweaty clothes and get into the shower." As soon as she...
"Good lords, ladies, and worthy friends, I crave your heed!" The hall was small, though with enough room to hold escore-odd guests who strolled while sipping wine goblets. Burghers robed and turbaned strode beside nobles and knights clad in silk jupons. On their arms hung perfumed noblewomen of faces both dark and fair, though hair dark despite the jewels s...
Special thank you to Tigersman for editing my work. Prompt and professional, I would recommend him to other writers looking for an editor. I hope you enjoy this story. ***** The sound of a late afternoon squall rapped on the worn, thin windows and the tin roof of the little beach bungalow. The squat, single story wooden dwelling was being pelted with rai...