“Tonight I wanna cry.”
Those words echoed in his head, coming from the radio that was being played too loudly down the hall. The neighbor girl and her damn country music, it was always on, always blaring. But tonight, that song, those words, were a fitting tribute to the pain that tore apart his heart and ripped into his soul.
“Alone in this house again tonight. ”
He stared into the tumbler of Jack Daniels he held in his hand, not seeing the amber liquid that filled the cheap cut glass. All he could see were the tears that threatened in the misty gray of her eyes, the look of sorrow and hurt that were now forever captured in his heart. Her suitcase in her hands, she turned and walked out the door without looking back, leaving him standing alone in the home that they had started together just a few years before. Read the rest of this entry »
She was still plugged when they walked into dinner.
The young woman, who had enjoyed Colin so much, had come in after a few endless hours and released them, giving them a set of the suede outfits. Lissa laughed as she watched Colin put on the chaps. He always dressed so conservatively and his long dangling penis seemed so…so un-Colin.
She was amazed that she could laugh, considering the pain she was in. The bottomless chaps helped, as her stinging bottom felt the cool air. She wished she could lean back and hold it against the tile wall for a while. Read the rest of this entry »
*Chapter 5: August*
“Note: This story is the continuation of The Gift so it will be easier to follow if you read that one first.”
As I lay in bed in the early morning hours of August first I couldn’t help but wonder what the day would bring, and how the whole month would go. May, June, and July had been very exciting for both Jeff and myself. Two of my sisters and one of our nieces had each provided a month of hot, wild, unregulated sex. Not only had I shared my husband with each of them for a month I had become a bisexual and done my very best to give them each as much pleasure as Jeff did and I received a lot of pleasure in return. Read the rest of this entry »
“Note to readers: thanks again to everyone for the feedback on the first two chapters! To those who have expressed frustration at the pace, just remember real life stories will take more time and have more detail. If you just want fast-fuck-fiction this probably isn’t a story for you. ”
“To all the moms who asked about the diet, it was South Beach, with a rigorous (4-5 days/week) cardio and weight-training routine. The secret, I found, was doing very deep breathing through both cardio and weights – that seemed to really help shed the pounds. Adding a twenty or thirty minute walk a couple of times a week (again, doing deep breathing throughout) helps too.” Read the rest of this entry »
“*AUTHOR’S NOTE*-To my loyal readers, I apologize for not posting a story for 3 months. I’ve been busy and…ah, you don’t want to hear the sordid details of my horrible life, you want to know when I’ll be posting again! I’ll be submitting the conclusion to this chapter in the next few days (I promise) and then another full chapter very soon. Thank you for your patience, and please let me know if you like this latest tawdry episode.”
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I thought that the day after my meeting with Bridget’s father would be a relative cakewalk. True, Bridget herself was pretty pissed at me because she thought I was still interested in fucking her mother, which I wasn’t. But when you compare that to sucking myself off for her father’s entertainment, which is what happened the day before, dealing with a ticked-off female should be no big deal. Read the rest of this entry »
I woke first and just eyed this goddess lying beside me I looked down at a body that was so perfect to me, I”ve always loved older women I was shy when I was this age and never talked to many girls my age, I was in love as a young boy with my redheaded aunt, that”s how I come to love redheads so much, (oh yes, nothing ever happened between me and my aunt) she never knew my feelings for her.
As I looked down at Karen I began to touch her, just getting lost in her beauty, I begin to feel the tingle deep in my balls as my cock begins to grow and right between her butt cheeks, it didn”t take this 21 yr old man long before I was rock hard and throbbing. Read the rest of this entry »
As a powerful, intelligent, big athletic man, I always wanted smart, big, athletic kids. Hell, I was a super-stud in high school, had my pick of the cheerleaders, married the prom queen, and had numerous athletic scholarships to pay for my college at a Div I school. Life was good!
Attended a top-10 graduate school, got my MBA, and had the business world by the balls. We made significant strides in getting a secure financial future. A quick description will aide in understanding the story. I am 6′6″ tall, played quarterback with the attitude of a defensive tackle. Big, rugged, a gregarious flirt, I had my pick of women over the years before settling down with the wife. The wife is 5′5″ tall, pretty, petite, fragile, the all lady prom queen. Read the rest of this entry »
I am country-bred at a small farm just outside Stockholm, the capitol of Sweden. My family moved there when I was young but my parents kept their jobs in a nearby town.
The farm had several houses. They were used by relatives as summerhouses. In wintertime we were quite lonely but in the summer there were more people around.
Two female cousins of my father, Lisa and Karin, had a house each for their families. In those times it was customary that the wife and the children spent the summer in the summerhouse and the father was left in town working. Our farm had an advantage. It was so close to Stockholm that the husbands could come there at weekends but the wives got a little bored anyway. Read the rest of this entry »
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Becky and I had celebrated our eighteenth anniversary in April…if you want to call it that. There wasn’t much of a celebration. We had grown so distant that neither one of us seemed to care anymore. She had submersed herself in her work. I was between jobs looking for employment in another town not really caring if I had to commute or even relocate. We had little time for each other.
Her birthday had come and gone while I was out of town for my daughter’s graduation. This was my youngest daughter from my first marriage and I was determined to make an appearance whether I was welcomed or not. This was probably my last chance to pretend that I had something to do with her success and I was not going to miss it. I couldn’t help but feel a little guilty for leaving Becky alone. Read the rest of this entry »