In the last chapter we found Charly in the studio working on her next album, "Paradise." Charly got through it this time with hardly an interruption. Then at the end we found Charly begging her husband, Wayne for something to eat, because as being a musician it's totally impossible to sing on a full stomach. Before Wayne finally agreed with Charly, he says,...
Read part 1 to get caught up. * Following the life changing events of Friday night where 'Darla' had given 'her' virginity to her virgin teenage son, Jack, sucking his cock and allowing him to fucker her ass twice... there had followed a dramatically uneventful weekend. Darla had prepared a new outfit consisting of a catholic school girl's uniform, red...
I had used the fantasy of my wife being fucked by other men in our lovemaking for some time. At first she was hesitant about joining the fantasy, although she clearly 'got off' to it. I say 'lovemaking,' although Sam has never really been into what I would call lovemaking; - a good hard fuck, anywhere, anytime, certainly, but lovemaking, not my wife's style!...
Peter was home by 3:15AM, alone in an empty house. Stripping his clothes off he took a quick shower, climbed into some old boxers to lounge in, then went downstairs and pulled a beer out of the refrigerator. Sitting down with his first drink since dinner he reviewed the evening. What a disaster! After ignoring him all day, Susan called him upstairs then h...
** I know it's been a while, but I do this for me and at my own pace. I hope you enjoy this one** Friday morning Jim woke up on the couch, glancing down at his phone. It was a good half hour before his alarm to get ready for work would go off. He turned the TV on and saw his wife eating out Susan. She looked up at the magical camera and blew him a kiss with...
Standard disclosure: Everyone in this story is over 18. Everything you'll read below is true... I'd love to hear back from people with similar experiences! * So, I've been reading stories on this site for years now, and the stories I've found myself most turned on by are the ones that are true. I've had some pretty exciting real life experiences with my wi...
This story features m-f and m-m and m-f-m activities. If you don't like the thought of this, please don't read it. It's also based in England, using UK English. Your feedback will be welcome! Our First Meeting We'd been meeting on the web for a while, swapping photos of each other, and getting each other going by showing off. We were united by a love of we...
I parked across the street from the house I formally called home. The exterior appeared unchanged after eleven months away. There was a time when I would pull up in this driveway and be filled with joy at the prospect of just being home with my family. Sometimes happiness is but an illusion, as I so painfully discovered. As I sat there staring at 2200 Sycam...
This is a fun, light piece; it's pretty improbable, but it's the only thing I've written so far that is based, even a little bit, on reality. Enjoy! * * * She really shouldn't have been touching me there. "Cool. So, like, that's your clan crest or symbol or something?" Her finger was poking at my belt buckle now, prodding it, but the problem was her...
Mark was down in the dumps. Sitting at the bar he was moaning to Stan about his boring marriage. “I sit on my own in my den whilst my wife sits upstairs watching cable.” “I don’t know what’s gone wrong. Tammy’s beautiful, but there’s no spark, she spends more time looking at herself in the mirror than she does speaking to me.” “We’ve been married twenty y...