From the moment they got home from their honeymoon, David and Kylie couldn't keep their hands, tongues or bodies away from each other. Their newfound sexual insatiability was constant, David even took extra time off work to keep his hot little wifey satisfied. For an entire day, they stayed naked, aside from some kinky new lingerie Kylie had bought, and fuck...
It was near 4 pm on December 24th when Kathleen Leary pulled her car into the parking lot of Harrison Hall, one of the larger dormitories on the campus of Burling College. It was easy finding a spot. Most of the students had already gone home for the holidays. So Kathleen pulled into the nearest open spot and exited the vehicle. It was a cold winter and the...
One fine Saturday, John and I were kicking' back, having' a few suds and other self-medication, when out of nowhere, John looked at me and said something that immediately got my attention. "What do you think about swapping' our women around some tonight?" I laughed and said, " I bet we could pull it off with very little work." Then I proceeded to tell Jo...
The alarm clock rang, and Jenny rolled over with a groan to press snooze. Her wife of ten years, Vanessa, groaned back, moving to Jenny to nuzzle against her. They laid there for a few more minutes, the cobwebs of sleep clearing slowly from Jenny's brain. "Morning," Vanessa murmured. Jenny murmured back, turning over again, face to face with Vanessa. She...
All Characters are over 18 years of age. Suggestions? Leave me a message. Thanks to those who help me with my story. * The next day Natasha, Dorothy and Vanessa sat in the suite having coffee. In front of them was a list with 12 names. The names were all of close family members. These were the men who might play the role of Zeus and impregnate Vanessa. V...
Mike had never thought of art galleries as a place to meet women. Hell, Mike thought about art galleries as little as possible. The Vallejo/Frazetta exhibit at the Tucson Museum of Fine Arts was a rare exception to the rule. Mike enjoyed fantasy-oriented art, and Vallejo was his favorite artist. There would be paintings by other, lesser-known artists as wel...
It's now 8:30 a.m. Most people are counting their bus tokens; my wife, Vanessa, is packing condoms in her purse. For the rest of us, it's a trip up the elevator into just another day. For Vanessa, every sunrise promises a new adventure through the mystery of the male sexual psyche. When we're kibitzing around the water cooler, Vanessa is engaging a man in an...
Hi, thank you for reading my first story! I just wanted to write a story that builds its own universe. I invite anyone to write their own chapter at any point on the timeline and put their own spin on it (as long as it doesn't mess with my main characters' story). I plan on writing stories that focus during the outbreak and way into the future when society i...
George was the monthly with his sisters, and like usual George was incredibly bored. He was pushing a few pieces of rubbery chicken around his plate with his fork as his sisters blathered on and on about nothing. The topic of conversation turned to spas, and George sighed. He was looking at the waitress and wondering what type of underwear she was wearing....
By Dan57 from an idea by Dahlia57 epilogue? On the next morning, Rohini put on a business suit and arrived quite early at the headquarters of the company owned by her husband Mukherjee. She had found in the mail waiting for her, a letter from her friend Vanessa that officially informed her she was appointed senior vice president of the company. She should...