This is a continuation of my "Part of the Procedure" series, I got bored with the title and category. So back to "Loving Wives" since I have one. I think. Well, I guess I know now. Things were getting out of hand around our place, and the guy looking back at me from my mirror knew very well who was at fault. Debs had that affair back at college, and I ha...
Years of quiet living in a small town was apparently coming to an end, signified by a moving van suddenly pulling up to park in the driveway of the house next door. The property had been empty for only a few months before it was purchased by someone else, the purchase only indicated from the sign in the front yard. A man eventually steps out of the truck, ch...
I was just in the middle of writing my third submission when I got stuck. Wrote this quickie for a bit of a break. I needed to unleash the inner cunt within me. I haven't read that many stories here so if this isn't an original idea I apologise in advance. I unashamedly admit that my last story, 'Onslaught', was an amalgam of other's ideas with one new con...
Rouran was amused by the name of the brothel. "The Sorcerer's Staff." Such things were impolite, of course. In her village, there'd been no such thing as a brothel, let alone prostitutes to fill one. Or, at least, she thought that there had not been. It had caused a minor scandal in the village when one of the girls at the only inn in town had been found in...
Disclaimer: All persons having sex are over the age of 18. The following contains gender transformation through science fiction, pregnancy, the wife wearing the pants in the family, role reversal, and a first-person perspective. ****** I sat on the couch, forcing myself to look through job listings yet again. It had been months since I had gotten laid off,...
As my wife opened my underwear drawer, I panicked. She was lost in talk about a bathroom remodeling and hadn't yet noticed women's panties right on top of my things. They were so blatantly not hers because it was a red thong and she never wore anything that exciting. She was looking at me but blindly reaching for them. In that moment I had to do something s...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** This story is the property of the writer Kalimaxos. Welcome to part two of the Laura and Greg epic. And yes, there will be a part three. ------------- Laura It was a week after the incident at Greg's parents' house where I realized that I had ruined my marriage for no reason...
Sarah held the phone up to her ears as she stood in the balcony of the hotel room, "Yes baby, I love you too..." She giggled as she pulled the phone off her ear and saw her husband's name on the phone with a smile in her face before she tapped the red button to disconnect the call. Just as she did, a pair of big strong arms wrapped around her waist, he pulle...
I'm now in my fifties but for as long as I can remember, I've had a fetish for heels and nylon stockings. When my parents were out I would sneak into my mother's wardrobe and try on her stockings and high heels. I sometimes used to dress further with her girdles and party dresses. This always ended with my cock being rock hard and me wanking, trying to make...
On a rainy night Samantha was sitting home alone when the phone rang. It was her old boyfriend Darrin. He wanted to know if she wanted to get together tonight for a drink. Samantha didn’t have anything to do that night so she told him she would meet him in a couple of hours at “Down the Hatch” a neighbor bar. She went upstairs to take a shower and get dresse...