Michelle was slowly getting extremely pissed off. She'd arrived at the court for their practice expecting the other girls to be there and no-one was. OK, she'd been a bit early but she'd assumed that at least one of the others would be there or would arrive shortly. But no. They didn't turn up to the very last moment, the four of them chatting and giggling,...
A while back my wife shot through. I wasn't earning enough to keep her in the way to which she felt entitled, so she found someone else. I wish him luck. He's going to need it. Naturally, when she left, Gloria took everything that had any sort of value at all. This saved us any problems with dividing the property when we got divorced. She was considerate,...
1.1.4 Monitored *1978* Selene had spent the last half year in the Caribbean to recover from having become a widow again. Husband number twenty-three had left her a yacht, but apart from that, just like his predecessors, had failed completely. Selene had spent every night with him, but he had not been able to make her pregnant at last. And like all her husb...
He folded her in half as if she were a piece of paper, her feet up on his shoulders, her knees framing her head, as he repeatedly pounded into her. Hard. She jerked across the futon inch by inch until she was almost at the edge and just about to cum. In order to avoid hitting the floor she'd need to move, but she didn't want him to stop, it felt so good to...
"Yes! Yes! OH YES!" Emily screamed under me as the third orgasm tore through her body like a hurricane. I mercilessly drove on, not slowing down in the slightest, driving the quivering girl to new heights. Interestingly enough, every time she came, waves of energy crashed through our bond and into my mind, making me feel a fraction of the pleasure she was fe...
Megan and I had been blogging buddies for a number of years. We covered similar issues and became friendly through e-mail exchanges. Though we lived in different cities, we had a few opportunities to meet. But today was different. We sat across from each other at a diner. She was in town for some business meetings. But something was different. Megan seemed...
Chapter Three *There are no watersports in the following chapter. Comments are, as always, very welcome. The days of the first week back at college passed and Lucy counted down the minutes between each and every lesson where she would be taught by the master of her desire. If anyone noticed her newly-found attention in History, the way she sat rigidly...
It was the middle of the summer and I was at one of my best mates' parties; we were all back from University and Dave (my mate) had the house all to himself as his parents were away for the summer. I believe it was the hottest day of the year that the party fell on so for most of the day the 70 or so guests were milling around the back garden, smoking pot an...
When we arrived at our bed-and-breakfast the morning after our wedding we threw our bags on the floor in the entry, climbed the narrow staircase and collapsed on the bed. It was thick and soft, and fairly soon we were both asleep. I awoke a few hours later while my wife was still asleep. She is a deep sleeper, and I usually wake long before her. I was hung...
This is an open letter, of sorts, to my husband. I have mixed feelings, right now, about whether he ever reads it. The best-case scenario, and my preference, is that he reads it, forgives me my confusion, and allows me to explore this side of my personality until I make a determination of my inclinations. That won't happen. The absolute worst-case is that he...