© 2004 by Thrillerauthor I got the idea while listening to the news on the radio, during another grinding commute home from the big city. It seemed a couple in Florida had gotten so sick and tired of their spoiled, neglectful children that they were camping outside their house in beach chairs, refusing to go back to being parents until their brats knuckled...
This was a quick little story that popped into my head as I drove home from work tonight, while listening to the Judas Priest song by the same name. The story ran a bit longer than I planned, but I hope you like it. It's a bit different. ***** It was with great shock that my wife confided in me one sultry, summer Saturday morning, that she intended to "ge...
This is the first BDSM/femdom story I ever wrote, back in January 2006. It is the story of a sexually inadequate husband, and the wife who cuckolds and dominates him. _____________ The next morning saw the start of our new routine. It was a Saturday, so we had the whole day together. Steph woke me early and led me downstairs, not even letting me dress. I f...
I'm your average 49 year old man, a normal guy, who like most guys really enjoys jerking one off once in awhile. Well, maybe more than once in awhile and maybe more than most guys. Anyway, since I was a teenager, first jacking off over my dad's girlie magazines, I have always been interested in the ability to be able to cum without the use of my hands. I act...
Charles Richards stayed the rest of Saturday with his wife Diana in her hospital room. He left for a few minutes to make a phone call in the lobby. He contacted an executive at the movie studio to make sure they notified her boss in Hawaii. Charles was not about to let her go back to that office. He also asked the studio executive if they would make arrange...
Many thanks to those who offered comments and constructive criticism on my previous stories. For those who want to say this or that would never happen, remember this is my universe, a place where nearly anything can, and often does, happen. At least on paper... Please refer to my profile for more on my personal policy regarding comments, feedback, follows,...
I own a specialty women's apparel store in Dallas called Les is Mor. It's a play on the old Bauhaus/Mies van der Rohe design adage that Less is More, but with the spelling its message dictates. It also reflects the kind of clothing I sell. As applied to the female figure, Les cover is Mor interesting. Mor exciting. Mor tantalizing. Mor arousing. I don't carr...
Chapter 1 The two women had not before met, but as travelers will, they had struck up a conversation while finding themselves in adjoining seats on the long flight to Honolulu. They discovered they had a bit in common; both going to have a bit of time with their husbands who were returning to Hawaii on leave, for a bit of rest and relaxation after duty tour...
My wife, Pat, is a wonderful and sexy woman. I love her dearly and if I wasn't sure before, I am sure now that she truly loves me and I will never need to feel insecure about our relationship again. Loving my wife as much as I do, I wanted her to have the best of sex. Unfortunately, I was born with only an average penis. I wasn't an athlete or a body build...
Vasu was riding his two-wheeler down Mount Road at unaccustomed speed. The eight lane highway was one of the few roads in Madras were one need not crawl at peak hours. He was returning home after a day spent in maintaining accounts for his firm dealing in hardware. His thoughts were on his relationship with his wife that has changed drastically lately. He wa...