(Author's note: This is a repost of a story I wrote under the name Tearsofsorrow2, the story has been graciously edited by HopelesslyAddicted and I thank her for her diligence. When you find any stylistic concerns know that they are owned by the author and he cherishes them. Please comment loudly, can't improve if I don't see where. You might have to read th...
Chapter 1 - The Thrill ====================== First of all, let me make one thing clear - I do NOT approve of adultery and would never commit such an act against my husband. Adultery is a sin and an affront to your wedding vows, not to mention the insult to your spouse and the potential damage to your marriage, career and family. Of course, I'm speaking us...
A narrative of my life gone by. It is full of heartache and recovery once the right person finally came into my life. Please enjoy the story. I have tried to put some heart into it. ***** I'd like to tell you a story about myself. My nickname is Beetle. My real name is Jim McDonald. I should begin with telling you about my youth and what transpired to ma...
Rough Cut: A Moe Gafferson Mystery Edited By Poison Ivan Chapter 1 Moe Gafferson tried to sit up, but a fiery stab sliced through his ribs, he slumped back down against the starched white sheets. "Fuck," he said to an empty room. Moe had never been laid this low. Sure, he'd had a few scuffles over the years, like when he was ten years old and Mickey Bol...
After our first meeting Chris and I decided that we wanted to explore each other more and to fulfil some of our fantasies. We had arranged to meet the following week at the same hotel but this time we would meet in the room instead of the bar. I arrived at the door and let myself in and found that Chris was already naked and waiting for me, as I walked ove...
Day 2 Continued "So what shall we do now?" asked Sara, still glowing from the fuck session with the handsome older couple. "I don't know. I kind of feel like getting a drink." "Well, there are plenty of bars and clubs here. Let's check the directory." On the wall in the kitchen next to the courtesy phone was a small open topped file box with a book insid...
Two Children and Eight Years Later. An Interpretive Dance Taking on the responsibilities of being a mother puts everything else away in a closet so to speak. Just finding time to ourselves seemed to be a thing of the past much less any thought of me putting on any private performances. My preference for being outdoors in something skimpy didn't entirely...
I slide over the edge of the Jacuzzi's rim, relishing the liquid caress of the scented water as it slips up over my thighs and belly, barely brushing the undersides of my breasts. The barest swirl of heat and current sends a tingle radiating outward from my pleasure center, as I position myself comfortably upon one of the smooth bench seats. Leaning my head...
I still pull out my notes from that semester quite often. The 'official' book, with my lecture notes, grade records, and sample papers from my best students, is appropriately filed away in my office at the college, ready for the next time I teach Physics 115. This book, identical in appearance on the outside but with quite different content within, stays at...
Disclaimer: All persons in this story are above the age of 18. It should be assumed that all sexual experiences are between people above the age of 18. This story includes diaper wearing as a sexual fetish, diaper wetting and sex between consensual parties all above the age of 18. The girls all tried to wear some sexier clothes that night. Kylie wore a...