The drive home from picking you up at the airport to our secluded 150 acres of paradise didn’t take long as it was only 1pm and traffic out of the city was minimal, still it seemed to take forever for you. You had been away visiting your parents for the last two weeks and missing
his story was written as an extreme adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. Simka walks in the house, glad to be home, glad to be alone at home. “I think I am going to go sit in the hot tub for a while and just relax, especially since
Warning, extreme story, but only fiction. “Up,” said my Master, coldly. He was obviously very angry with me. This was never good. He dragged me by the dog collar around my neck from the small closet that passed for my bedroom. “You will be punished,” he continued, “for your behavior last evening.” Last evening, I
Normally, I’m a very jealous man, so the events of the last couple of months leave me puzzled. Excited and angry, but also puzzled. I’ve lost girlfriends because of my jealousy. I had it under enough control to ask Wendy to marry me, even though I knew she’d had a previous lover. She told me
When Nicole’s dad, Frank, arrived at the airport, I was in charge of the kids, luggage, and being the driver. Nicole was dressed in a sundress without a bra or panties under it. The morning he was flying in, she took a shower and shaved herself smooth for him. Her stomach was a flutter with
I turned onto my back, stirred by movement under the sheets. In my sleepy haze I felt a soft, tentative tongue on my hand as if to assure me that all was well. I drifted back into sleep comforted by Louie’s furry warmth snuggled beside me. I stretched full length and stroked Louie’s head thinking
My friend Lane seems to always have horrible breath in the morning. I wonder why… Three or four times a year we would go camping in the mountains for a couple of weeks and have a good time telling stories and drinking beer. Sometimes we would go with a group of friends but most times
When at college, Beth had gone to a pub with some of our friends. I had to finish an assignment and said I would follow on and join up with them later. When I got there, I just followed the music knowing how Beth loves to dance. The dance floor itself was a darkened room
I am a middle-aged mother and wife with a storied past. I try to be good, I really do, but I have overwhelming urges to let myself go. I always have and I often succumb to them. My poor husband unfortunately has been left out of my activities although sometimes he has participated without his
This story was written as an xxx fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. Pam Fulton and her twin brother, David, had been working for several days now, cleaning out the downstairs bedroom. It had belonged to Steve, their older brother. Steve had gone off to college and Pam was
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I recently attended a family wedding, and at the reception I was asked to dance by one of my nieces. For simplicity’s sake, I will call her Chris, because that happens to be her name. She came up to me and said she would like to dance with one of her favorite uncles. The music
They had been married only eight months when they went to a party that I was also attending and he left her by herself and she got drunk. The party turned into an orgy of sorts with married couples going to others for sexual pleasure and fun. I was late to the party and found
Last night we had fun, nasty fun and it was so good for me. Let me explain. My cousin Niki came over tonight for some of that promiscuous fun tonight and she arrived around eight thirty with her pajamas and a toothbrush. “Hi Yvette dear,” she said and gave me her normal greeting kiss we
Hi I’m Shanna. Might as well say right here and now that I’m a Lesbian – and proud of it. Might as well say also that I’m a friend – a very loving friend – of Lisa and that I’m proud of that too. In fact where Lisa’s concerned it’s more than love with me.