*Note to readers: This story involves the fetish of smoking. If that offends you, please move on but don't bother telling me how you feel about it. Smoking is legal and people who smoke do so by choice. As I've said elsewhere, from the moment it begins, life comes with a death sentence. How we live in between is a matter of free choice. Many of us find the s...
I woke the next morning with a smile on my face; I'd slept incredibly well. I'd been completely worn out by Mrs. Miller, and left with nothing but good dreams. I climbed out of bed and once again headed for my computer; hoping to see something else entertaining from my new lover. I was disappointed to find nothing from her in my inbox; perhaps we weren't goi...
I stood by her side. My God she is a beautiful woman! Her red dress perfect! The pearl necklace laid gracefully on her bust and dipped sensually into her ample cleavage! The tears formed and ran from my cheeks falling upon the creamy satin that surrounded her like the clouds of heaven. I reached out, took her hand in mine and rolled her wedding band and smal...
Author's note: this story has been re-edited to bring it up to my current standards as part of an effort to make Ebooks. It features improved editing, grammar, punctuation, and also includes rewrites and expanded scenes where necessary. Please see my bio for more information. CHAPTER 1: SANDWICH GIRL "You there, sir! You look like you need a sandwich! I ma...
This story is total fantasy and has no relationship to real life or experience. There is no under-age sex or cruelty. Over the next few days I kept hoping and praying and crossing my fingers that Mrs Miller and her son would turn up at our door. I could see that my wife Lucille was seething. She needed Mrs Miller to come and made no bones about the matter...
I was home on Christmas break after my first semester at college. It was good to see my parents again. I had missed them while I was away. It was my first day back and I was in the den talking to mom about college life. Dad was at work when I got home so I had a warm welcome from my mother. I had only been home an hour when we heard the phone ring and mom we...
My name is Marc. At the beginning of the story, I want to tell I just had celebrated my 18th birthday. I grew up in a little sleepy village not far from the coast. Really, nothing was going on here. Therefore, I never had the chance to make some experiences with girls I must admit. After I left school, I finally succeeded in finding the chance for an educat...
Chapter 10: The Ending As the two women's lovers left the beach house, after being caught by the husbands in the middle of the sex act, each couple went into a separate room and talk. After about an hour, Angie and Frank came out and told her mother and dad that she was going to try and work it out so that they could stay married. Both parents were happy...
This story is not based on any person or persons alive or dead. Since it is fiction there is no right or wrong way to write this, only different perspectives or opinions. If you have a different idea how this story should be told; good for you. If you want to share your idea of how you would write this please respond. Afterall this is for your enjoyment and...
The following story is entirely fictitious. Any similarity to any persons living or dead is entirely coincidental and unintentional. All characters depicted in sexual acts and scenarios are at least eighteen years of age or older. The following story contains aspects of BDSM, CBT (cock and ball torture), femdom, forced orgasms, tease and denial, prostate sti...