It all started because Emily had a cold. It was a disappointment in more ways than one. First, having a cold sucked. Nothing tasted right, everything hurt, and overall, she was miserable. Second, she loved going to Youth Group on Sundays. All of her favorite friends were there. Having been home schooled since second grade wasn't conducive to making much of...
A free mind was a perennial fountain of inspiration for any writer and hence having a control freak for a wife had its own uses. Paradoxical? That was one of the weird combinations that life threw up from time to time. Jim had successfully written two novels which were selling well, not best-sellers his agent had gently reminded him. And for a 28 year-old-...
In the half of a century that I have lived so far, I have had the fortune of living in interesting times as the ancient Chinese curse/proverb says. There have been some tough times and many fun times since I was born in a backwater along the southern portion of the Great Mississippi. Fortunately for us all, this missive recounts a few of the more pleasurable...
Many thanks to Techsan for editing this story. * I, Thomas Rydbeck, am a hated stranger in this small Scandinavian town where I have my job. Everybody in town knows what I did and for the time being a lot of people out there really hate me. The simple reason for their hate is that I seduced a very beautiful woman who was married to a popular local sports s...
The gang bang of the air hostess continued. Before the next group, Cindy supervised a maid to clean up Karen and put fresh sheets on the mattress. She was flushed and already fairly shattered as she gargled to clean her mouth. Then it was the turn of the next three, all Chinese. Smaller cocks for her this time, but still an exhausting fucking. I was only f...
It's a good thing the public library doesn't have cameras, I thought to myself as I greedily sucked on Steve Armand's dick in the basement. Groaning, the six-foot-tall, burly Haitian-born security guard raked his fingers through my short, spiky dark hair and urged me to continue. Of course he wants me to continue. What man in his right mind would try to stop...
This is an EDITED draft and the second chapter of a multi chapter novel. Thank you taking the time to read this and enjoy. Jessica woke the next morning feeling groggy and cold. Streaks of sunlight bore through the sides of a dark shaded window. She shut her eyes and snuggled under the warm covers. Instantly, her sleepy brown eyes flew open when she rem...
I could tell he was watching her from over the fence. I was standing in our guest bedroom with the door closed and the light turned off. From the window I could see him looking over his side of the fence right into my master bedroom. He was watching my wife Xiomara and she was completely unaware he was there. We had just moved back to the States from Hondur...
Erick: I woke feeling a pleasant sensation in my crotch. I rolled over, only partially aware that my beautiful 55-year-old wife was stroking me. "I was a bad girl tonight!" she exclaimed, as she continued to stroke my cock. "OH," I got out, still half-asleep and not fully aware of the situation. "I went out to the motel. I danced a bit. Then I..." S...
I spent the entire Friday afternoon distracted from my work by mental images of my wife in one kinky scene after another. The persistent erection that throbbed inside my boxer shorts left my inner thigh wet and slimy, and only helped to conjure up more images in my mind. I found myself re-reading the note ten or fifteen times: "Beginning upon your arrival ho...