Max pulled into the gravel drive, a long rooster tail of dust hanging in the hot, still air of the gravel road behind him. The county had re-graded and spread fresh rock not long ago and everyone living outside town had appreciated their effort. There were also not a few incidental grumbles caused by the increased amount of orange dust clogging throats, dirt...
Sophia and her husband Blake lay there in a loving spoon; nestled together in a warm embrace, savouring their post-coital bliss and the morning Summer sunlight cast upon their skin; the crisp white bedsheets tousled from their passionate lovemaking; the remnants of Blake's sticky seed still oozing from Sophia's labial lips and the neatly-trimmed pubic hair t...
Hello all, this is your ever so humble, nearly omniscient narrator here with the story of Jane Forsyth. She is a self described middle aged ex-wife and mother. For twenty years Jane didn't smoke, drink, or have fun. Her husband put an end to all that once she had their first child. He wanted her to be the stereotypical wife and mother from the nineteen fift...
VII. Hester awoke the next morning with the sounds of the rain drumming loudly upon the roof of his small hut. He sighed and rolled in his covers. But the veil of sleep had already been lifted and, after some minutes spent lying and listening to the rain, he got up and stretched. The dogs had gone, but the door was closed; she had been back. As he glanced...
How did it happen? Oh no! why did I say that? She had just suggested to the hunk that he take her for coffee???? Why O why? She had never done that before and here she was 62 years and married 42 years. Robin had been shopping in this department store many times over the years and now she had moved away she often shopped there when visiting town. She had...
Things had really changed in our relationship. Now that we were open to everyone about Karen being my slut things escalated quickly. Karen sat John down and had a long talk explaining to him that he was now to be abstinent forever. After entertaining all our friends to the sounds of me fucking his wife's brains out he had resigned himself to his fate. The...
Ella had been in a stern mood before her latest function, and Gray had known the strength of her arm prior to the guests arrival; she had taken pleasure in thrashing him whilst he lay naked on her bed, watched eagerly by Rosie and the new housemaid Kate, who would take over from Rosie shortly; the present maid having earned her right to dominate as a mistres...
Jon had to get out. The endless traffic streaming past the flat was driving him mad. A day at the trots would fix him, a few photos for the grandkids in Australia and a few beers and bets for himself. Wary of drinking and driving, he decided to walk the five kilometers to the track since it was a fine sunny day and he hoped to catch the last five races. A...
This is a follow on from "The Party Needs A Stripper". These stories are fiction! I'm not going to worry about safe sex, real life -- or about those people who don't like this sort of story (although it is mildly interesting that such people still read this type of story!). The first story is one where my wife agreed to be the stripper at the retirement pa...
You've got to use your imagination to picture the full humiliation. It was Christmas Eve, and I'd let myself into Charlie's apartment. I knew his office Christmas party would go on a while, so I figured he'd be in more than a good mood by the time he made it home. I was bound (literally) and determined to extract a proposal out of him tonight. We'd been dat...