I'd like to thank Wolf Vixen for all her help in catching my errors and helping me improve the quality of my stories. So sit back with the beverage of your choice and see what unfolds when his bride blind sides him. * * * * * They say, there is a fine line between our two strongest emotions, love and hate. On one end of the spectrum, you have a love so s...
No one could beat my life! No, really I am so serious. I was livin large. The investments I gambled on starting with paper route money I made in 7th grade were booming. Turns out with a little research, "high risk" was nothing but ink on a label, and a kid willing to study financial papers as much as his peers followed football could get pretty good at picki...
I haven't done a scientific study, and my perception may be way off, but to me it seems that stories in the Loving Wives category fall into three basic groups: –Willing cuck stories; guys, who for reasons I'll never understand, want to see other guys fucking their wives. These stories appear to be about 35% of the category. –BTB stories; after the wife che...
Lisa’s cunt slipped up and down his shaft, riding him for all she was worth. She could tell that he was close. She could feel his body tensing, and so she made the appropriate noises, but she felt nothing. The man beneath her groaned out, and his load shot up into her. She cried out in fake pleasure, wanting to at least make him feel good about the experien...
CHAPTER NINE "Yes?" Caroline paused, thankful that the knock on the door had not caused her to smear the fair copy she was making of the letter in front of her. The paper that the Duke's valet had given her was far too expensive to permit her to use any more than she needed. The door swung open and the smiling face of James Stanhope appeared. Caroline ros...
***Well, it's a wide story over a big world. What can I say? 0_o ----------- Book of the Dragon Part 3 Yuan had left the mouth of the river behind weeks ago now, working her way along the coast in little hops toward the still populous ruin of Hong Kong. She'd flitted among the bays and inlets before finally climbing out over the coastal islands on her way...
Dillon Jones turned to enter the Silver Oak Estates gated community; he always marveled at the massive stone arch between the two ancient oak trees flanking it. The trees and arch stood outside the ten foot high wall surrounding the enormous housing development with its multi-million dollar homes, manicured drives and luxurious club house. The Halloween deco...
(c) 2012 (Author's Note: I apologize for the disruption and having to repost the first part of Ghosts, but it should run smoothly from this point.The second part should run rather more quickly and from that point the last four should run about weekly. This story is, as all my writing for this site, part of what I call First Coast Stories, meaning they are s...
I am the petite, fifty-year-old wife from the story Tutor Tits that my husband submitted to this site about the morning that I got carried away with my exhibitionism around our eighteen-year-old paperboy, Brandon. Carried away like sitting on my husband's face and then having sex with him while Brandon thought he was secretly watching through a doorway into...
I screamed into the pillow yet again as he continued to plow savagely into me, the headboard relentlessly slamming against the wall in a near-steady drumbeat reflecting the thunderous rhythm of our primal dance. Without marring his quickening pace, he grabbed a fistful of my lengthy brown hair and pulled, quickly yanking my head up from the pillow. My scream...