She sat in a wicker chair with a wide, rounded, richly crafted backrest and a cream leather seat. She dress in a silver silk robe, her loose breasts marking the fabric, her straight hair tied on top of her head. Her legs were elegantly crossed, and tanned, her feet dangling inside white leather sandals. The newspaper lying on her thighs shows a headline: 'Berlin Surrounded! The Reds stop American convoys. The Cold War beg...
I heard Ally banging against the wall as she ran up the stairs, sobbing loudly. I heard her feet slapping on the hardwood as she ran down the hall toward the guest room. The door slammed, and then there was quiet! My anger finally one out and I exploded. I shocked Ally, she had never seen this part of me. It frightened her. Making her run from me. That was a good thing since she knows just how badly she had hurt me and fe...
'Mind if my study partner, Stephanie, comes round?' Brian asked his dad. Alec had no problem, especially when he met the sexy bookworm. His son was clearly besotted with the girl, but clueless how to progress from the friend-zone. Encourage and advise his boy-that was Alec's initial intention. But Stephanie was too obviously enamoured with her friend's hot dad, and Alec way too horny following the separation. So, study ni...
As I held back my unrequited love’s hair while she relieved her troubled stomach all over the icy pavement, I reflected that this wasn’t exactly how I’d hoped to spend my first Christmas in London. The previous year, after months of interviews in secret, I’d landed a new job in the City. I celebrated by taking my work colleagues out for a curry - a kind of Merry Christmas/Happy New Job/Goodbye kind of thing. I’d sure miss...
I never saw it coming In you I had no doubt Could not believe my eyes Inside I scream and shout I watched him peel your clothes off I saw panties on the floor His lips upon your soft breasts The wife that I adore I watched as his fingers Part soaking pussy lips I saw the hunger in your eyes The swaying of your hips I heard you beg for his hard cock I watched you let him in The moans of your orgasm The lust there in his gr...
Have you ever looked back on certain events after a few years have passed and wondered how you possibly could have done the things you did or felt the emotions you felt? It may even seem like you’re looking back at a different person altogether, or perhaps recalling some half-remembered dream. Six years have gone by since my affair with Delilah began and I still don’t fully understand it. Before Delilah, I was fully commi...
I can’t stop fucking this tight piece of young college ass. Goddammit, I shouldn’t be fucking my main man’s little sister. But sheeeit. Look at them plump, nubile cheeks up in the air, red and wiggling. That pink, gushy slit sucking off my big, black dick. Phew. And the wild shit she says really be getting me off: “Fuck me harder with that big black cack!” Her pronouncing it cack, rather than cock makes the shit sound gut...
Ray walked Neely in reverse, keeping hold, till her calves bumped the bed. Then he was guiding her down onto the covers with his frame still tight to hers, easing her fully onto the bed while staying close on top, the trunk of his body between her parted legs. This was it—the roller coaster car had clack-clack-clacked its tortuous crawl, rising vertiginously high, till it hung on the brink, ready to make that first almigh...
Shooting a man ain't like in the movies. Sure, the mechanical part's a cinch: cock, point, bang, done. But they don't show the emotional cost of taking a life. The endless replays. The blast. The recoil jolting me from wrist to shoulder. The way Brennan ragdolled back onto the motel bed, his blood smearing then pooling on the crumpled sheets we'd recently occupied. Doubt I'll ever forget the surprise. The finality etched...
A cuckold I was not and never would be, though my wife has been trying to make me one. No, that is not it. Actually, my wife has been cheating on me and masking it as me being a submissive husband, a cuckold man. That is not the case, and tonight she is about to find out just how I feel about what she was doing three months ago and again recently. Let me back up a week. It was our ninth anniversary, and some friends had a...
Kate was standing there in a sweatshirt, shorts, and bare feet. She instantly cowered back. "Oh, God… Stan, it's you!" There was shock on Kate's face. She staggered back, almost falling, then leaned forward, taking two giant steps, and grabbed me, pulling me to her chest and hugging me tightly. "Stan, thank God you came back to me." She began to sob, "Stan, I am so sorry. Please, please forgive me. I went crazy, out of my...
Brian picked up his phone. It was nearly 11:00 pm. Still no text or email, nothing. He was concerned. Melissa should have been home by now. Brian wondered if this was another one of those nights, he hoped not. He had warned her, so if it were, things would go badly for them! Brian sat his phone down, shook a cigarette from the pack, tapped the filter on the table, then flicked his Zippo, lighting up. As he took a long pul...
After closing a big deal last night over dinner, I caught an early plane home. I was out late with Earl Johnson, my client, celebrating our agreement and the huge bonus I would receive at the end of the month. It will be enough to finally be able to take Piper on vacation to Italy as I had promised her at the beginning of the year! I texted Piper last night but never heard back. It was a Thursday night, her Girls Night ou...
Ally continued I took another look at myself in the mirror, and I took a deep breath. I walked out to the living room, stopping in front of Ted. I was so turned on that I was sure I had already wet my thong. My heart was beating out of my chest. "Oh My God, Ally, what are you doing?" I was shaking so badly. My voice cracked, "Ted if you want me, I am giving myself to you for tonight only!" "Just then, my phone buzzed, I k...
It was day three of our honeymoon in Jamaica, and I was already sorry I had married Stacy. I know that sounds harsh, but in the three days we have been here, she has only slept in our bed once, and we have only made love on the first day. It is not that Stacy has been cold and refused sex. No, Stacy has been fucked many times. I have counted to at least ten, but I passed out overnight, so I am sure I have missed other tim...
