Hello everyone! So here is the next chapter of MVMM! There has been a good amount of talk about certain stories being stolen lately and I honestly almost didn't post this because of this. I haven't seen any of my stories stolen yet but the thought of it scares me a bit. Hopefully if anyone sees that happen they will tell me but I'm being watchful now. I rea...
I opened my eyes and stared at acoustic ceiling tiles. 'Strange' I thought to myself, 'I don't recall having acoustic tiles in the ceiling of my bedroom. I turned my head to check the time on my clock radio to find it strangely missing, and in its place there was a plastic jug and a glass. "Awake at last I see." The voice was unfamiliar. "What do you have t...
Chapter 19 Two porters were required to assist with their luggage. Susan had three large suitcases, mostly taken up by reference books, she claimed. Their staterooms were port and starboard. David told her to take the starboard one, as she would get more sun that side. His stateroom was bigger than his quarters on the Comet, but he noticed eight years...
"The weekend starts here!" Was how Jools Holland introduced the music programme The Tube at 6pm every Friday night in the early 1980's. But when did last weekend begin? When I left Jens house wearing tiny tartan miniskirt and a new pair of black fishnet stockings? When I kissed my husband goodbye before I drove to Jens house? When I hid the sports bag cont...
PT. One: ~ Interesting Beginning~ "I'll just ignore it," I thought to myself. Just 5 minutes ago, I never imagined that this could be happening. I have always been a thoughtful person. I try to help anyone I can. So, when my husband's cousin and his family needed a place to stay, I offered them our spare room. Although it wasn't the biggest room in the hou...
So, given all that, the next two days I had a hard time concentrating. I talked to people – I even talked to Paula. She knew which side was up and had figured it all out; what had happened with her mother was all over the Internet anyway. Saffron and Jamie were less in the loop, but it was nice to chat with her. I showed her the text from Deanna, told her a...
I wish I could say that I had my first strip club experience as some form of male bonding ritual where a group of friends felt that I had come to a certain age and that this was something that needed to be experienced or celebrated. But it's all far from that. I barely had a vague notion of what went on in a strip club even into my late teens. Even past the...
I had just been separated from the military and took the train to my former community. I say former because my family had moved to another community about fifty miles away while I was in the service. I wanted to stop in my former community and see a few friends, particularly the wife of the News Agency owner. I had worked for them for a few years before I l...
"Oh god I missed this." said Mayra as she felt my dick push into her wet tunnel. I always liked the face she made when I first stretch her tight pussy wide with my invading dick. If I didn't know better, I would think she was in pain. But the moan and previous experience told me it was not pain she was feeling, it was the incredible sensation of my dick slid...
(Inspired by an idea from, and dedicated to the memory of adetaildiva) * She looked at him in disbelief. "I was born at night, but it wasn't last night!" "But, it's such a dark and stormy night..." "Nonsense," she interrupted, "and save the blather about hibernation. You might fool others with that faux cynicism but I know that at heart you are still a r...