We were quiet in the car for a while, a thoughtful look on Stony's face. She stared straight ahead. I thought I ought to break the tension with something kind of neutral. "He must have given her permission." "Who? What?" "Henry. He must have given Moe'Neyah permission to compete on White Girl Pride Day." "Oh, that. Yeah." "Got him super hard thinking a...
The following is based on actual events that took place not long after King Richard I (Daley) died suddenly in December of 1976 without leaving a successor. With the iron fist of the Boss gone rival factions in the City Counsel battled for control of Chicago. This was an era when a wise bar owner cultivated a relationship with his alderman as well as the d...
Diane strained against the ropes that were knotted tightly around both of her ankles and then secured to the corners of the bed posts. "Ohhhhhhhhhh." She moaned into the pillow where her head rested. I stood back to admire my handiwork. A pretty efficient job I thought to my self. Diane's was in the middle of our bed, on her knees, sort of. She was bent ov...
*WARNING* This story contains elements of cuckoldry. Unwanted cuckoldry, to be specific. This seems to be a very sensitive topic for some of you, especially those commenting anonymously. If you are offended by this subject, please just hit "back" now and find something else. No need to jump to the end, rate it one star, and comment how the author is not a ma...
Z and I had been married for about three years and had sort of stumbled onto the fact that talking about having other men fuck her while we were making love was a big turn-on for both of us. She had done some flashing for strangers at my request from our very first date, and a little more than flashing on a few occasions – letting someone we didn't know touc...
My wife had given me my first exposure to the pleasures of anal stimulation in a bath we shared (see previous story). As I stated, she pleasured me with her fingers stroking in and out of my tight ass as she masturbated me to climax. This turned her on immensely, and we had great follow-up doggie-style sex afterward. Her climax was more intense than I'd ever...
My 40th birthday was coming up, and Lauren, my wife, told me that she was going to book us on a 7 night cruise through the Western Caribbean, with stops at Georgetown, Grand Cayman Island, and Montego Bay, Jamaica. Sounded great, sailing a tropical sea, and having a sexy blonde wife of 39, who still looks as hot as she did at 19. With her mane of long blonde...
...story picks up from chapter 2. ++++++ I'm enjoying the comment reviews and the emails. Keep em coming. I'm impressed that my audience is so educated. though, to the reviewer with the PHDs, I got a little advice for you: get a spell checker. And by the way, PHD stands for 'piled high and deep' and in your case the hole you dug for yourself is twice as d...
This story, is in no way intended to offend any American Indian Culture. The characters, and the story, are strictly fiction. All rights are reserved. My hopes are that you enjoy reading this, as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please vote. I'm Jonathon, twenty years old, six feet tall, a hundred, and eighty pounds, and my hair, and beard are prematurely grey...
I've written plenty about the sex problems my wife and I had, especially about the lies and broken promises. In actuality though, they weren't so much lies and broken promises as they were the actions of a typical prick teaser. I mean, telling me two hours before bed time that she was horny and wanted to fuck after our kids were in bed. Then, when the time c...