*Author's note: The basis for this story comes from something which happened to me last year when I was out on a long bike ride. A very attractive woman who was maybe 10-15 years older than me was in her car flying around a big curve in the road. She saw me and started frantically waving her arms and hollering at me for help so I stopped to see what was goin...
This is the sixth and final chapter in a series that began with "Thin Ice" and continued through "Tapas". As with the others, this story is about cuckoldry and wife-sharing so if that's not your thing please choose another story. There are plenty on this site to appeal to every taste. Thanks to everyone for the feedback and encouragement - I really apprecia...
Copyright©2012 Some of you might recognize this story. I published it a couple years ago under a different name but pulled it because of some difficulties I was having with the site at that time. Originally it was posted in three parts. Recently I combined the parts into one story and was going to publish it on the pay sites but changed my mind. I enjoy t...
Monday morning was like any other in Jane's office. She had a weekly phone call that never failed to become quite intense, which made it awkward for me to sit and listen to her side of it. Afterward she would always be very grouchy and that only added to the discomfort of being in the same office. "I fucking hate talking to them," she said after hanging up...
On my webcam I watched Bethany scratching the lotto ticket with the penny she found in the parking lot. She squinted to read the year. How ironic. 2001, Canada – 1 Cent. The Maple Leaf waving at her. The copper so shiny and new. Untarnished. Leaning back on the sofa she strokes her clit and feels the moisture leak from her pussy down to the rosebud of her...
After all we had been through, we finally stopped talking and finished eating our entrees. We then poked through our side items and "desserts," comparing what we each had. "I got raspberry applesauce, fig bars and a Tootsie Roll." Julia reported. "How about you?" "Hmm," I said, as I perused my stuff, "vegetable crackers, cheese spread, oatmeal cookies and...
Lyn and I lived parallel lives for seventeen years, the same school, same class and same church, etc. After high school I went interstate to college and it wasn't until we were in our mid twenties that we met again; a blind date arranged by mutual friends. One would describe Lyn as pretty rather than a great beauty; she ditched her heavy spectacles for a m...
Down the street from the Najjars, John Matthews awkwardly made his way home. His erection made it hard to walk any faster and even walking was hard to do properly. His penis leaked precum as he pictured his wife Tiffany in the arms of a big black man, just the way he had just seen Jamilah. Across the road, ahead of John, a stunningly beautiful woman in her...
mmm...Minx? Minx! Boy, where do you think you're going? Did Mistress Briane say you could get out of bed? I think not. Don't you remember last night? Did my whip teach you nothing? No, before you return to bed take those pants back off. What did I tell you about pants? Eh, I changed my mind. Put your pants back and go make me some bacon. What? You have a...
That first week just seemed as though it flew by. I got settled into the new house and made some minor adjustments that only made the place more livable for me. I found a nice diner only a couple miles from the house and ate there a couple of nights, even inviting Gene, Ed and James to join me. They all did and we had a wonderful time. At first I thought I'd...