After fucking a stranger in the bathroom of a party, my wife Abby has behaved herself over the past two months. Despite much encouragement from me, I haven't been able to get her to agree to go on a date with another guy much to my frustration. While she won't directly admit it, I suspect she's nervous about what I'll think of her if she does or what her fri...
My wife and I have been married for 10 years. She is a beautiful brunette of 5'8" and 120 pounds. With her long hair and her cute and innocent face, she looks a lot like the porn star Cheyenne Silver. I would dare to say she's even prettier: her extraordinary green eyes are totally unforgettable and even the famous porn star I mentioned could not compete wit...
This is a Valentine's Day contest story. Please vote. * A Valentine's Day surprise, a man meets a woman online but falls for her sister. I'm an older man and new to the technological age of the Internet dating scene. After my wife died, my son, Anthony, and daughter, Emily, pressured me to find a girlfriend. My kids didn't push me right away, of course, b...
Chapter 8 Truth or Dare "Sorority meeting!" Brandi called out from the bottom of the stairs, "In the living room!" Lana and Alison, who were making out behind the closed door of Alison's room, broke off. "Oh yeah, I think its truth or dare week," the blonde, baby-faced Lana told her girlfriend, "We have to be very careful. We don't want them finding out...
I finally woke up at 10:30 to a crushing orgasm. Must have been having an erotic dream. My mind went directly to Jaxson. I decided not to put any clothes on and cleaned up the apartment a bit and then got out my books to study. We were studying the wisdom literature and were still in the psalms. However, I was getting bored after about 45 minutes and turne...
Please, no comments about female anatomy. I know it doesn't happen that way, but this is my fantasy and I'm not trying to win the Pulitzer prize for erotic stories. *** My name is Carol Parsons. I'm 32 years old and have two boys, age eleven and twelve. I call them my tender mercies. My husband was one of them too, but he passed away two years ago in a pl...
I am back, for the third time, at a legal brothel in Nevada. This time is much easier then my earlier trips. Only yesterday morning, I was getting on a bus for the ride to Northern Nevada. At my final destination, the shift manager meet me at the bus terminal and drove me directly to the medical clinic for the necessary physical checks. That evening, I talke...
Chapter 3 -- College Part 2 Even at noon the empty bar was dark and smelt of alcohol. The chairs and couches surrounding the stage were worn and stained. I tightly clutched Michael's hand, both scared and excited. I couldn't believe I let him talk me into this. A black bouncer was sitting alone at the bar, reading a newspaper. He looked up. "Are you Jen?"...
Most days seems the same. Today was different. She had no idea how different it would be. Dede was scheduled for another 12 hour shift in the ER, when the VP of medical services decided that volume was so low that she could go home at noon. She didn't care because she was salaried, but the VP could reduce expenses by letting the extra hourly staff go and n...
This story comes with a few cautionary notes. It is pure fantasy, and is unlikely to represent anyone's reality, past or present. There are divorces but no BTB. It is long winded and crosses into a number of characters' lives. It is written in my clunky wooden style, as that simply is my skill set. I do not use an editor as have found the process in the p...