This story incorporates ideas and requests from reader feedback. In response to some other feedback I’ve received, this series is, of course, entirely in the realm of fantasy and should stay there. I only advocate the idea of committed soulmates who can share any kink or fantasy without judgment. Sometimes, it’s fun to fantasize or
This is about the first time sharing my wife. Please comment so that I can improve my writing. All this happened a long time ago when we were young, dumb and thought we were indestructible. It started like many another Saturday night. Donna and I were kicked back on the couch drinking wine and watching
Comments let me know how much you enjoy my writing and help me decide what to write in the future.”Stan,” his mom called through the house. “I’m heading into town. Do you need anything?””Where you going?” He looked up from the sketch he was working on at his desk. He’d started doing erotic drawings and
Thankfully she sank into her seat, almost immediately closing her eyes, blocking out the vision of the train, the few passengers; a mother and small son, one or two generic business men, the punk, and some teenage kids. She normally took an earlier train, always packed with the after-work commuters. But tonight she had had
I arrived home later in the afternoon in a good mood. My friends saw Mom as a sexy woman, and they watched us fucking without realizing who we were.I opened the door and noticed Mom kneeling on the carpet in the living room facing me. She wore a floral kimono I hadn’t seen before.”Lena, what
Inspired in part and helped along by Julia Rivers Writes, editing help from Amber Embers. Any remaining errors are my own. All characters are over 18, yadda yadda. Usual disclaimers and caveats apply.Please do leave a constructive comment if you see continuity errors, especially. Phil Landerer helped me a lot by pointing out how my
Hot slut is introduced to the world of BDSM through rape, and loves it. SubmissionShe breathed out slowly. It had been a stressful day at work. Her jackass of a boss had given her co-worker the raise that she had been working her ass off to get. The bitch had probably fucked him to get
Jenny lay next to Michael. Her mind was reeling. At last, her husband had dominated her. At last, she had been made to bend to his will. She felt simultaneously embarrassed and turned on. She could hardly believe how good it had felt to be treated like a naughty girl.She heard Michael’s breathing calm. It
If you have not read the other parts, I recommend that you read them first as it provides the back story.Time went on. Sarah and I married a year later and I moved into her house with Steven and we rented the other house to our babysitter, Jennifer. She ended up going to college at
Bam…My head hit the passenger window, waking me up from my uncomfortable sleep. I groggily rubbed my sore head and looked toward my brother, Calvin, the car’s driver.”Sorry, Kit.” Calvin murmured apologetically. “The road to Temptation is apparently unpaved.”Temptation is the town we are moving to. We picked it solely on the name and the
Sometimes you just don’t know… I sat quietly in ninth grade math, bored out of my mind but trying to pay attention. I was no genius but the subject just didn’t push my buttons. Then quietly, Mike turned and handed me a small, folded note. (This was decades before texting, so people would pass notes
I expected Nick to be awkward around me the next day since I was scheduled to have sex with him that night, but to my surprise, Nick behaved no differently than usual. He was always a cheerful guy and I didn’t detect any nerves. Or eagerness either. I had thought he would at least be
Sorry it took so long guys! Part 6 of the series is finally here. I recommend to read chapters 1-5All described persons are of legal age. Marc – ProtagonistJennifer – Marc’s wife, QueenKiran – Slave No.1, Bartender, SomelierSienna – Personal trainerMegan – waitressChristine – Cook, Megan’s Mom Sissel – IT/Tech girl “Sissel”, I said, “this
“I’m not done yet.” Tammy words roused my curiosity as we made our way back to our table from the V.I.P. room. It had been an incredible moment we shared in there but soon she was laughing and giggling with Hope who had decided to sit with us. It seemed that whatever magic had passed
My name is Jason and I live with my mother.My mother and father got divorced about twelve years ago, taking my sister with him and I got left to take care of mum.Apart from that, mum dated on and off, bringing guys home to fuck before telling them that she wasn’t ready for another relationship
I hope you enjoy. Please rate and comment if you wish. Before you begin reading this story, I would like to take a moment to give you a warning. This is a niche story and involves various acts and things that may not appeal to many people. At the beginning of each new chapter I
The Seven Sisters of the UnderworldBySoul71Thanks to WA001 and Killerarmyguy for the edits.******Chapter One”Ira?! What’s the meaning of this?!” Lucifer asked heatedly, getting up from her throne.”Wow, Mom, those things are huge?!” Cora exclaimed as she studied her mother’s twenty-foot form.”Cora?! You shouldn’t talk about your mother’s bust like that,” Lucifer spoke in a disapproving
Just to refresh your memory I reproduce here the last few words of part 2.Ten years went by.During these years, in the beginning Razia and I exchanged letters nearly every month but soon it came down to a New Year greeting card once a year. A couple of years later this also stopped. In other
MARLOWE…sits beside his wife. It is Thursday night, the third Thursday of the month and it-s that time of the month. NO, not her periods. Time for the Mrs. to show her appreciation to her husband…Marlowe has done very well by them financially. He and his attractive wife live in and upscale walled off neighborhood
*This is a work of fiction. The setting is an alternate historical Great Britain. Names, characters, business, events and incidents are the products of the author’s imagination. All characters depicted are 18 years old or older. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.*Rosemary meets Master MaloneThomas looked down