We’ve been friends for almost 3 years now. There have been a lot of late night talks, hours of advice giving, and even some plain old fun. Remember when we first met? I was still married and very miserable. You stood by me every step of the way when I got divorced. You are the one I always ran to crying. Even when I thought I shouldn’t, you let it be known t...
Introduction to the Rokkenjima Incident and H.I. Player: October 5, 1986. A raging storm swept over the tiny island of Rokkenjima. Upon this island lay the western-style manor of Ushiromiya Kinzo, the head of the wealthy Ushiromiya family. A day earlier, the children of the Ushiromiya family arrived to take part in a yearly family conference, bringing with t...
This is the third installment in what has become a series. Hopefully, this story can be read enjoyably on its own. However, reading the first two installments will provide better context and show the development of the characters. ***** Even though Sara had agreed with the plan that Mike would fuck Cassie and I would fuck Sandy, I expected Sara to be, if n...
[Revised and fixed missing pieces 10/12/09] Sue struggled over which costume to wear to the *ADULTS ONLY* party for which we were already late. Though she favored a body-paint only getups, there was no way to do it right and dry in seconds. I jokingly suggested she could be ready in two minutes if she went in her long blonde wig and boots, otherwise total...
This is part two of a three-part story. Please read part one first. ***** "You want to do what?" her sister Barbara exclaimed. "Go to your next party." "Jill, this isn't spin-the-bottle fun games. Maybe you didn't understand: everyone fucks everyone. Only one time that I can remember someone came and didn't join in. And the next time she did. You prepare...
"I'm not sure I want to do this," I said, as we wandered into the university's art centre. "Tough. You're doing it," said Krista, looking up at the new building in amazement. It had certainly improved a lot since we'd graduated almost a decade ago. "What if I suck at it?" "What if you do?" she returned, glibly. She looked at me seriously for a moment. "Do...
Before going on I have reflected on my gunging fetish in chapter one. I come from the North of Scotland where brides are "blackened" with all sorts vile stuff. Not stripped as Louise was but the groom may be left in his boxers. I suffered the weekend before my wedding everything Louise did except the engine oil and still had boot polish under my nails on hon...
It had been difficult for my wife, Jess, to find a decent job. She'd been doing several part time low-level posts and the poor wages were barely paying her fuel costs. She saw an advert for a local firm in the next village, acting as an office assistant and on the spur of the moment, applied. She was excited to be asked to an interview and felt she'd done we...
To the reader: "Moving In II" is a continuation of "Moving In." The original story, "Moving In," sets up some of the situations and character personalities for this sequel. I wrote "Moving In II" because of all the kind responses I received from "Moving In." And so, the story continues... Enjoy! ***** After helping Max move to his new condominium, Carrie...
My wife Jan and I had been married for 21 years and in my eyes she still looked as good today or better than she did the day we met. She stood 5'4" tall and weighed right about 120 lbs. She had brown eyes and kept her hair colored blonde. Her tits were 34A but, still were as firm and perky as any teenager. Her ass was firm and tight as ever and she kept hers...