This did not look good. Jeff had never wowed me with his sartorial splendor, but this outfit was not anybody's concept of wedding attire. He led me into a bathroom and closed the door for privacy. Was this a metaphor for flushing our wedding down the toilet? "Couldn't we have done this just a little bit earlier?" I asked. "We're supposed to start in around...
Author's Note: All characters depicted are 18 years of age or older. ----- Click Here to listen. (8 min/mp3) ----- I was separated from my first husband for about nine months in our fifth year of marriage. It's a long story, but suffice to say we were living in his parents' basement at the time, he was failing college classes left and right, and we had t...
His swollen cock slid down the back of her throat and her lips formed a seal at the base, creating a suction that felt divine on his cock. Hank wrapped Steffi's long, silky brown hair up in his massive hands and held her head still as he fucked her mouth with a little more vigor. He closed his eyes and let himself revel in all the sensations that her mouth w...
1) Thanks to my proof reader, she is a big help. 2) If you are under 18 please DO NOT read! 3) Feed back is all ways welcome, but please try to be polite. As I have already said; I am a hero, I saved a kid. I have also told you how I met Helen. I was laying in the hospital bed, after all not much more I could do with at least three broken bones, think...
Andover came in and his wife was smiling. Kassie twirled her curly strawberry blonde hair and was looking at him quizzically. "How were things today, Andover?" She came up and kissed him tenderly. "I know it's not been easy, what with the belt and all." It's tough to have a beautiful, young trophy wife, but even more difficult when said wife has locked up...
The love and sex romance all takes off from a simple task of asking him to help me move furniture. My name is Myra with long dark brown hair and eyes and his name is Steff. I had met him once through a brief visit from a friend who stopped by my apartment with him. Upon my initial conversation with him, I learned he only lived a mile from me. He is short, fa...
Orson looked at Squirrel hopelessly. "I really need to get out of this thing, dude." Orson was standing in the middle of their living room, naked but for his chastity device, and looked really desperate. Squirrel snorted. How strange things had gotten in the past nine months. Squirrel was a bit of a geek, and had been kind of flattered when the most popular...
I actually did something that I've never done before. I was about 1:30 AM and I was playing the Sims 4. When I am at home (recent development) I no longer where clothes. I decided if I am a nudist, I need to live like a nudist. I have a pair of shorts and a t-shirt next to my door so that when my doggie needs to go out and do his business, I can quickly put...
Rachel Ch. 4 - Getting Changed It was Friday night and I’d arranged to go out for a drink with some friends in Brighton. Rather than going out for a night on the town with my work clothes on, I’d decided to get changed at work. It was just after five by the time we’d balanced all the cashier drawers. I was meeting my friends at half six, so there was plenty...
"Take off your panties." "And do what with them?" "Take them off and give them to me." "No." We were at the Four Seasons restaurant for dinner, which may explain her hesitation. Henry Kissinger was a few tables away. Phillip Johnson, the architect who designed the place, was probably there for lunch. Jackie O was there the first time I went in 1979....