Apprehended: Chapter Twenty I awoke Christmas morning sore and utterly depleted. Ethan kept me awake most of the night, pleasuring me until our bodies were permanently merged into one. Several times, I had fallen asleep and Ethan let me be...only to wake me up again and slip inside of me, wanting more...needing more. I never denied him. I never would. I...
Summary: Dad fucks his son's virgin girlfriend in front of him. Note 1: This story is dedicated to Chris who requested this story. Note 2: This is a Summer 2020 Contest Story so please vote. Note 3: Thanks to Tex Beethoven and Robert for editing this story. All characters in this story are at least eighteen years of age. Son's Nerdish Girlfriend "And w...
Hi there. Welcome back once again. This is the last planned story in the Conversations series, and once again, I've tried to put a new spin on that devastating discourse between spouses; here looking at the question of trust. Trust is a vital part of every relationship. It's one of the three legs of the stool that is marriage - take one away, and it topples....
Chapter 62 Alex scanned the room nervously. There was a subtle blur of voices as people milled about. Some in random conversation, some admiring and discussing her work. Maole stood with a group of men as they looked at one of her pieces. It seemed they were each wanting it, but there was just the one. Madelyn and Charles were near another piece, it was...
This story contains extreme fantasies of Fem Domme, watersports, cock sucking, forced bi, if these aspects are likely to upset you please do not read on. ***** Pete had been taken in by Rachel, encouraged along the way, with a little titillation and confessions of her bisexuality. For a married man he had admitted too much and allowed himself to be taken f...
"I reviewed the web traffic statistics of Dufferin & Co." Luke explained to his manager in their office late that evening. "Their leads have increased by 88 per cent since we started working with them." Liam nodded very slowly as though it was stale news to him, his hands clasped under his nose and eyes glued to the laptop screen. If Luke had to pick one th...
"Hello Tristan," a voice said as he was slowly and painfully making his way back to consciousness. "Mmph," He responded, the inside of his mouth tasting as though he'd fallen asleep under a chicken coop. Laughter pealed from the Lady's lips as she handed the disorganized wolf a silver chalice filled to the brim with ice-cold water. "Here... drink this. I...
A very dear friend of mine, Kate, once told me, "never be sorry for making the reader cry." I don't know if she took the other side of human tears into account. I always try to draw emotion out of the readers, but in one chapter, I made someone remember lost loves, for that, I am truly sorry. My stories are meant to inspire others to be more than they can be...
The kitchen was bright with sunshine that Sunday morning as I checked the laptop screen one last time before taking a deep breath and anxiously clicking on the 'submit' button. There was a pause, the cursor span in little circles and then the 'thank you' message appeared. I breathed a sigh of relief. It was done; the fruit of two weeks' work would, I hoped...
After a minute I said, "The ducks are still out there. You and I are still here." She looked up at me then shifted her gaze to the two ducks billing and cooing on the lake. She said, "They still love each other." I answered, "We do too." She moved closer to me, so I could put my arm around her. She almost whispered through her whimpers, "Luke, I know I'm...