Master's a Bastard Ms. Ponsonby grasped the counter with all her might, and bit her lower lip. Five harsh painful lines on her upper thighs, two on her back and three already on her bottom. And oh, she wanted to masturbate! Specs swung the rattan cane hard against her small but curvy buttocks. "How many is it?" "Oooh!" Ms. Ponsonby screamed. She reached...
The second that Kate landed at JFK, she checked her phone to let Michael know she'd arrived. She was hoping that he'd quickly start planning their next night together. And he delivered, as he always did, on queue. "Thursday night of this week is looking promising. Are you staying in the city for work that evening, Kate?" Michael texted. She knew that this...
On Saturday Tim had a bad feeling about what was going to happen tonight. He couldn't think about anything else all week. Sometimes his cock was hard as a rock and he actually wanting his wife to fuck Lee. Other times his stomach felt so bad he was sure he was sick and was going to throw up. Back and forth he went day after day. He couldn't believe he had...
Without using her hand, her mouth, and her pussy, a woman finds a novel way for her man to receive and maintain an erection by using just her words. In the way that his wife always thought about herself and no one else, realizing now that he was only thinking about himself when trying to masturbate because of his impotency, he finally thought about how Mike...
Note to reader: The plot of this story was not original to me. Several other authors have written stories with similar plots, e.g. the late discovery of infidelity. But as I read and re-read my Chapter 1 and tried unsuccessfully to improve the ending I realized that I faced a dilemma: What this wife had done was indeed unforgivable. But WHY was it unforgivab...
From some point in my young adult life, and even before I was married, the idea of a happily married wife enjoying sex with other men has been a huge turn on for me. I know when and how this fantasy began for me but I am still at a loss (intellectually) of how to reconcile this fascination with all that we are taught as being normal. As a young college stu...
The black stretch limo moved silently through the downtown street like a shark at dusk. The tinted windows protected the occupants from any nosy onlookers as it made its way north, toward the suburbs. Only the olive-skinned driver could be seen through the front windshield, his face mainly hidden by the classic chauffer's hat and his dark glasses. The grey-...
It was an anniversary. They'd been together for years. They were an open-minded couple, who truly and deeply loved each other. It really showed. They were always kissing and cuddling, in private and in public. They also did more in public. They were daring and open, and exploratory about their sexuality. Sometimes they'd go out, and she would wear the skimpi...
Note of the writer : All my stories are chained and difficult to follow if you haven't read the previous chapters. Just a side idea I had when writing Mark's destiny story that I plan to develop in a full series! I could have made it into just new chapters of this long story but I decided otherwise! - - - Shortly after Preeti's splendid marriage with Gwan...
"That's right girl, both hands and slow...yeah, keep sucking more of it. You can do it, here let me help you," Tyrone whispered as he placed both of his hands at the back of Diane's head and drew her closer, forcing another inch of his thick black cock down this beautiful white lady's throat. "Damn she's good, and fucking gorgeous," he thought as he noticed...