I'd like to share a memory of the way things were before this all started and everything went to shambles. A memory of what I once had, before I lost it... Before I recognized the value of what I had lost, even. Moreso than sharing it, I think I just want to remind myself so I don't forget. Looking back, it's funny how we thought our problems then were stres...
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This is supposed to be a stand alone story, but can be seen as an unauthorised sequel to one of Just Plain Bob's stories, "Forget Living Well". JPB writes good stories, and I read most of them, but sometimes he goes far overboard. To use an innocent child as a tool for revenge on a cheating wife is not acceptable. In the case of "Forget living well" he does...
Jack, sat at his usual table for his morning coffee, he was a creature of habit, last week he had reserved the table for eleven, every morning, Monday to Friday. He was glad that he had booked it this morning as the place was bustling. Jack enjoyed his morning coffee here as the coffee was excellent, and the staff were attentive. The cafe was in a town, th...
"Stop. Apologizing." She could barely get the words out, with her lungs working at full capacity, breathing so heavily that she thought her heart might explode. She can feel his tongue flickering, as he whispers, "I'm so sorry," again and again against her thighs. It's the most delicate tickle in the entire world, and she's drawn back to how this all began....
My friend Zoey told me about a true event that happened to her. It's an interesting story and I will never look at a playground the same way again. Zoey is a petite girl. She just turned 18 about a month ago. She has dirty blonde hair and hazel eyes. She's always wearing dresses. She says it gives her easy access. Most people would call Zoey a 'free spirit...
Immersion Playground Book #2: Arena Chapter 2 Friday morning Rick awakens to find Giselle still asleep in his arms. Most days he gets up and leaves for work well before her, but Friday mornings are different. Fridays he works at Immersion Playground, which means he gets to sleep in, or in the case of this morning, cuddle with Giselle. "You're late," she...
Two weeks later, Simon was still floating about six inches off the ground. He'd been teased by some of the crew, but mostly they'd seen just how happy he was, and grinned, leaving him to it. Of course, the sight of Marianne waiting for him at the station didn't hurt. He thought she was amazingly pretty, and when she saw Simon her face would light up with a...
Cyn and I have always enjoyed a good sex life over our 28 years of marriage. I want to share some of our fun times and adventures. This is one episode which helped keep things interesting and fun in our earlier years... We were in our mid 20-'s, having been married a few years. Cyn is really quite a MILF... 5 ft 2 and 120#, cute with short blonde hair, 36c...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** The following story contains acts of BDSM. The story is purely from my imagination and I do not have experience with BDSM, and therefore may not adhere to all safety procedures. No one should ever perform BDSM without proper training and safeguards. *** The area that my wife An...