CHAPTER 4. A BIRD IN THE HAND... I knew I was to be cuckolded. It was now inevitability. My conniving wife would saunter past and wink, sway her gorgeous bum and wiggle when required. Yes I'd stupidly chase her down as she squealed and giggled pretending to flee. Our sex was now frantic and wild. I could barely hold out for more than thirty seconds, even th...
This story is the sequel to The Introduction: He saved her life; she may just save his. Apparently my first story stirred up some passions within people (check the comments on the first story), and I hope that all of you would take the time to read this second installment. I thoroughly recommend taking the time to read my first story, as this one will make a...
Leaving the parking lot of the diner, I can feel Andy's cum dripping out of me and making my thighs sticky. Things are happening so fast now. My sister has admitted to having numerous affairs with friends and strangers. My mom spent the 1970s and 1980s moving from bed to bed, fucking many of our neighbors -- my own friend's fathers! And me -- Melissa Lester,...
My name is Lynette, and I am a very successful businesswoman. I have returned home and have rekindled a new business with me ex-husband - no we will not be getting back together. We have worked together before, and we were a formidable team that made lots of money: he looked after the finances and paperwork while I was the saleswoman. This partnership just...
Pain, fear, loss, betrayal, agony. All of these emotions and their darkest cousins fed her existence, helped to sate the endless hunger of her immortal life. A collection of all and none, she had come to identify herself as Mother: a spiritual knot of beasts coalescing together inside the physical body of a young woman. Like many shapeshifters, her form was...
CHAPTER 1 The office party was pretty tame. No babe threatening to strip or a couple not unable to wait to reach broom cupboard. Just people in groups, chatting and some looking bored. The music started and two pairs of women, probably not gays but who knows these days, began dancing, guys looking at them, minds ticking. "Ryan are you thinking of dancing?"...
"And so what Shakespeare is trying to say here is . . ." But Josh wasn't interested in Shakespeare. Who cared about Shakespeare when your professor was a red-haired, smooth-skinned, hourglass-shaped goddess who had surrendered her virginity to you just the day before? He had to give her credit. She was composed, business-like, lecturing away as if nothing...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I shudder to realize I didn't give a shout out to my awesome, (literally) editor, Scooter! APPLAUSE! Based on your comments you were just as frustrated as I was. I emailed them three times. I think 7 days is fine, but 12? Hopefully it'll get better. All chapters are done except the last one, which only needs to wrap up the story! Yeah! So...
Chapter 3 The Spa Well, we sure steamed up the windows in the car, it almost got dangerous. You and your teasing fingerplay, you had your hands all over me, making sure you had your very own gear stick peeking out the legs of my shorts. Of course, I had to take care of the real one, not being really able to touch you as much, since I had to drive us to the...
Tanglefoot, Texas, 1876 "Storm's a comin,' U, better fetch dem damn chairs off the porch,'" Skallywag Crothers said from behind the bar, as he poured the last rounds for the evening. "U?!'" Skallywag repeated, noticing his call went unanswered, and he could see the saloon's proprietor was sound asleep in one of the booths. U had gotten into a fight with...