Note: This is a fantasy of what kind of woman I would be if I were a woman. I would be a slut... * My name is Jenny and I'm 35 married to Jason. I'm 5 feet 6 inches tall, shoulder length brunette with small puffy tits and a slim body. Jason is 6 feet tall, buff body with a nice 7-inch cock with shaved balls. We're happily married and have a very active sex...
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. ***** Michele stepped off the elevator and headed down the hall toward his and his wife's suit...
Fannie goes through seven full days of training to learn how to be the perfect slave for her Master! The chapter will be divided into days as the poor girl is ravaged and tormented in the beginning only to be transformed into a rabid nymphomaniac! Day 1-Do not upset thy Master! Fannie is following closely behind the slave girl as she is led away from her h...
Author's note: Welcome to my 2014 Valentine's Day contest entry. If you're new to my work-and seeing this is only my second LW entry you probably are-welcome! Now for my long time readers, a little disclaimer. I made a name here early on writing some dark material. In 2012 I wrote a sweet romance and since then have just enjoyed writing some fun playful grou...
Thank you for rating my stories and providing feedback. I appreciate the messages and comments and will write more chapters if there is a demand for them. ****************************** Within the last 48 hours I had discovered my wife had cheated on me, collected evidence of her infidelity, hired a divorce lawyer, confronted her, abruptly cancelled all of...
I pulled into a parking space outside my apartment about six forty five after my afternoon tryst with Randy had satisfied my almost daily craving for different cock. The Volvo kind of shuddered when I turned the engine off a sound and vibration I'd not heard or felt before. I stepped out of the car directly into a puddle of greenish looking fluid that seem...
I must admit that I was of two minds regarding Victoria's demotion to the ranks of the African slave girls. While I recognized the harsh jolt to her self-esteem the loss of her to-the-manor-born white privilege caused, I knew her life long denial that such privilege existed meant that this was a lesson she needed to learn. Her change in status was immediat...
Author's Note: Most names and times have been changed. Some of this is true. And yes, the title was inspired by that old Guns n' Roses song. * The phone rang, shaking me out of an afternoon doze. Still tasting the Jack Daniel's from this Friday's "lunch", I answered it as I untangled the wire. This was a few years ago. Phones had wires and plugged into the...
The kids shouting, unfortunately, woke us up the following morning. I just had time to kiss my wife's newly acquired hickey and ask if it was sore. She gave a very cheeky reply, "It's fine thanks. I had this big hunk rub some nice white ointment on it last night." We were in a lovely mood with each other throughout the day, to the extent that one of our dau...
***As with all of my stories, this contains a large degree of truth. I'll let the reader decide how much is true. When necessary, I have changed the names and some details to protect the anonymity of those involved. This story contains infidelity. If that's not your thing, you might want to stop reading right now. *** * Shortly after college, I moved into...