Mrs. Jackson pulled her Denali into the circle drive before parking the car in front of the entrance to the North Kansas City Medical Center. Sweat poured off her forehead and her body ached from the workout she had just completed at the gym. She glanced at the doors as she took a sip from her water bottle. The cold liquid dripped down her chin and onto her...
It has been a couple of months since I have seen my naughty little friend. We had engaged in some really nasty sex and I was pretty upset that she had just simply up and vanished. I spent a night of pissing in and on her and fucking her in multiple positions and then she was just gone. I was spending late nights at the office hoping that she would show up bu...
The Leather Man from Domestic Dungeons parked his vintage AC Cobra in front of the house and I opened the door to let him enter. I had been instructed by my wife to wear only a thong for his Friday afternoon visit. A tall, swarthy man in his 50s, wearing a bright white shirt, black leather trousers with a black leather waistcoat eyed me with amusement. "Nic...
After twenty years of marriage and while everyone around us is going through some sort of mid-life crisis or another, separations or divorce, I'm finding that my marriage is getting better every day. Now that the kids are grown and off doing their own thing my wife and I find that we have plenty of time alone. Time that would be well spent cleaning the hou...
It was finally Friday, after long week at work, hoping the boss doesn’t want much done today. The clock is ticking by slowly, wondering what trouble you can get into tonight with the wife being gone for the weekend. Maybe just go home and relax. Finally it is 5pm. I figure why not stop to get some beer, quiet night in the back yard, maybe put on the TV out t...
Brenda lay on her belly on the floor, her skin flushed and gleaming with sweat, and a peaceful look of contentment on her face. Brenda is my wife, and had just finished getting thoroughly fucked by Troy, a guy who we'd met earlier that day. I had watched it all and jacked off as I did. Now Brenda began to stir, getting slowly to her hands and knees, her redd...
When the other men came back from their drink the three sat in the office and discussed business. The new editor took the first opportunity to bring the conversation back to the letters. "I've read more since you've been out – some folks have hell of a time – who said being married gets boring and dull?" "Not everyone who had written to us has had a good ex...
My hand holding the memory stick hovered momentarily in front of the U.S.B port of the computer. Did I want to watch what it might contain? Could I bear to watch what it might conceal? To what depths of depravity would my wife have plummeted this time, if indeed it was what I feared it to be? Nevertheless, stomach churning, I steeled myself and inserted it....
This story is different from my others. I consider this Humorous, but there is no sex in the story so I submitted it for posting under Non-Erotic. I understand that many of you will not think this story funny. IT IS NOT A SERIOUS STORY and no permanent damage done so please just take it lightly. There is a sequel to this story, so if accepted by the powers...
The first splash hit Danny's face, then a forceful stream ran down the navy blue and black-striped tie resting like a ribbon of night on the white cotton shirt. Glen spread his legs in the door of the stall and directed the flow from his semi-rigid cock. Danny owned a rack of silk ties in colours and designs to complement his tailor-made suits. Huddled again...