Alternative title: How to really fuck things up. I suppose it really started about five months ago. I will never understand why such a little incident stuck in my mind so much. It had been a normal Saturday morning, and in the afternoon, I was taking my Son Robert (14) to his football match and my wife Ronnie (Veronica) was going to take our Karen (12) dau...
Assembling the bomb: Thinking back to my younger years and vacations by the ocean, I can remember the sounds in the middle of the night; the small waves lapping softly at the shore and on occasion, a larger wave would wash up, followed again by the smaller ones. That was how my stomach felt that Friday morning; small waves of nausea interrupted by an occasi...
They really didn't know anyone there anymore – their friends Samantha and Brad had left the party an hour or two earlier, but Charles and his wife Natasha were still enjoying themselves and had continued to mingle with the other guests. Although the crowd had thinned out a bit, the atmosphere was pleasant and Charles felt quite comfortable in the dim interio...
Rhoda and I had been married for 29 years when she experienced her sexual Renaissance. Considering her strict Christian upbringing, Rhoda's sexual awakening was all the more remarkable because it was so surprising, so sudden and so utterly complete. In less than 24 hours she shed all of her inhibitions and fulfilled every sexual fantasy I had ever had. Unfor...
My name is Abigail and I attend St. Katherine's College for Women. 'St. Kate's believes in equal education for women. That is why we offer college courses, taught by women, for women, to prepare the young adults of today for a brighter tomorrow'...I believe that's how the slogan goes. Most girls stay on for two years and move on to the University, but St. Ka...
Note: This is the third story in the Lockwinnock trilogy. It is suggested that the reader read the other two stories in order to fully understand the story context. The author hopes that these fictional stories have provided entertainment and comments are invited. A sweet smile had convinced the bus driver to let her off at the round about. The ride down fr...
In the throes of Anne's orgasm, the almost too hot liquid continued to dribble along her clitoris and labia. Nick, her husband, was enjoying his morning cup of coffee, which mixed well with Anne's natural flavors. He had drawn this moment out, in order to maximize her pleasure. But, after he had let the last mouthful of coffee flow out over her pussy, he gra...
1: Neu Mitteleuropa July 2002. I saw her for the first time in the hotel lobby where we were registering for the conference -- a heavy-set, early middle-aged woman, her brown hair short and tightly-permed, wearing a blue trouser suit. The jacket was military-style with two rows of brass buttons on its front, giving her the look of a Civil War-era Union of...
With morning came time to begin serving my new Mistress. My cell phone alarm woke me and I jumped up and headed to the kitchen to prepare Princess' breakfast. I made her a nice spinach omelette and bowl of fresh fruit as well as hand squeezed orange juice. Neither of us are coffee drinkers so it was easy to get her breakfast together and then deliver it to h...
Codes: MF, oral, first, violence, interracial. Author's Notes: I hope you enjoy my first attempt branching out from the fan-fiction genre. As with all my stories, opinions expressed by the themes herein are mine. You are free to agree or not at your discretion. Any characters based on real people are used fictitiously herein. I welcome all feedback. Please...