Karen drove slowly towards the party, she was apprehensive, even though she had been the driving force behind it happening at all. She’d known that all the women were aware of the others, but he was the only thing that they really had in common. Would it be enough?
A party. Scheduled on the Saturday night before his birthday made it a birthday party she guessed. She chuckled at the thought. It would certainly be a surprise party.
It had started when he had forwarded an interesting chain
Heather nuzzled into Conner’s hand as he placed it on her cheek, and she looked up into the cornflower-blue eyes of the lithe-figured blond college junior as she cupped his balls with one hand and sucked on the bulb of his cock with her mouth. She was sitting on the foot of the bed in her university dorm room, just in her panties. Conner, pantless and briefless and his sport shirt open to expose his trim, but well-muscled torso, was standing between her knees and telling her what he
My wife Anna and I enjoy a fairly wild sex life. We have been married for almost ten years and the sex has continued to be exciting. She knows what turns me on and thrives on it. I know that every so often she is going to surprise me with some sexual play that is out of the ordinary from what I hear other guys talk about with their women.
Just about every other month, when I come home from work, she will answer the door wearing some outfit and assuming another personality.
“Oh hi Mr. M.
What happened? My sweet little girl had turned into a monster. When she was twelve, she was sweetness and light. Sometime during her thirteenth year, her head popped open and her brain fell out. Now, six years later, she was still looking for it. She had graduated high school only after I threatened to beat her to death. After graduation, she had turned into a genuine bitch. My wife of twenty five years died suddenly of brain cancer and I was left alone to care for the spawn of Satan.
At two
Roger sat at his desk engrossed in some problem. The late afternoon had gone behind the next building and with the lights off Roger’s office had become dim. The low lights and the intense concentration had lured Roger into an almost dreamlike state. The insistent ringing of his desk phone startled Roger. Hardly anyone one ever used Roger’s private line at that time a day, other then his wife.
Since Roger’s wife was out of town at a convention, his first thought was she had snuck out of her
“Don’t get me started”, you said again, as I mentioned Juan’s name. He was and still is your friend, but you know that I kissed him more then once. You trusted me, but I broke your trust. Now, I tease you all the time about those kisses, about how much of
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He always thought he would love it. But as Tim lay spent, his lover on top of him, he now came to grips with who he really was. And it made him smile as he thought back to how he had arrived at this point in his life.
Tim rushed into his office, late again, the kids
Aven peered through the bars of the cage. Looking about her surroundings, whimpering softly for her master. It was dark in the room, and she could hardly make out anything. The door to the room was slightly ajar, and through it came light, but it beamed on nothing but the floor and her face through the bars.
She knelt there on the floor of the cage, her knees spread apart, and body completely naked, except the black leather collar and cuffs around her wrists. Her eyes continued to search the
Remember payday. It will all be worth it then. Sharon let the thought repeat in her head like a mantra as she clung to the pole on the train.
Of course, there wasn’t a spare seat, not after a mongrel of a day like today. Her feet ached, her mind reeled and her back was killing her. All she wanted was to sit down and close her eyes. She’d be home soon but until then, she’d just have to endure.
Endurance was the name of the game on stock take day. Sharon had spent the entire day
This was so long ago that most of you readers out there were not even born yet. It was at a major mid-western university. I was what they called then a work-study student. That meant that in order to pay my way through school I had to work twenty hours a week in one of the university’s departments. I had been assigned to the library. Our library had over five million volumes at that time, long before computers and online research.
This was the beginning of my sophomore year. I worked at
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