Cheating

Two weeks had gone by since the wildest hour of my life. My wife’s best friend, Melissa—a blonde girl my height with a slim figure,piercing blue eyes, and a smile I’d fallen in love with—and I had seen each other several times over that period of time, but little had occurred between us in person, mostly because Natalie, my wife, was always around. I’d gotten a single blow job from Melissa when she and I had managed to get fifteen minutes alone, and I had given her pussy a nice rub during a movie when Natalie and Melissa’s husband, Steven, were...

This time the story isn't as long winded, and I'm setting it up for a breeding fest so if you like the story please let me know and bear with me while I get into the heart of the story. I got everything ready for tonight; I got some steak and shrimp and I’ll cook them. Then I got some whipped cream for later. I had everything ready by 5:50; she should be coming over soon. My dick could hardly contain itself in my pants. I got some shitty movie ready in the dvd player when I heard a knock on...

I didn’t really want to go out, but it was better than being alone and bored to death in the barracks that Friday night. Being the oldest guy in the platoon, and the only married one, I figured there wasn’t going to be much for me to do at the base club. If nothing else, I figured I would just grab a couple beers and play some pool while my buddies made their moves and tried to score some dirty dancing with the local ladies. At the very least, I’d get to see a decent bar fight – one of which...

This is just a short story. I wrote it and it is significantly toned down from my usual as I was going to post it on another site that didn't allow some genres, but even in a dream they wouldn't allow it. I should probably go back and enhance it, but enjoy this version for now. He comes to me most mornings. In that time, just before full awakening when the mists of sleep and the fog of dreams pervade and control my mind. He owns my soul in these dreams. He controls my very existence. I wouldn’t have it any...

I got out of my delivery truck. It was just beginning to rain on my uniform. I had started to work for a maternity / baby store in the mall. I sometimes have to go help set up items purchased from the store if we are short handed. My boss - the evil bitch is what everyone calls her at the store wanted me to deliver a crib to a lady near my house about 45 minutes from the store. It was close to 10am when I left the mall with the crib. I had a good map and details how...

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>CHAPTER 1 : Flight to London >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> LAST CALL FOR FLIGHT 1624 NON-STOP TO LONDON HEATHROW AIRPORT! Shit! I ran down the terminal in Atlanta to catch my flight to England. I slept in for more than an hour and had to skip breakfast at the hotel. Traffic wasn't too bad but the security checkpoint was a nightmare thanks to TSA. I heard the last call for my flight to London. I had to start running because the gate was on the complete other side of the terminal...just my luck. When I finally make it to the gate, the gate...

Please note before reading: If you are looking for a quick read with no plot and immediate sex, this is not for you and I encourage you to leave. If you enjoy a story with a plot and don't need sex right away and at every given moment, then I encourage you to stick around. .................................................. If you have any criticism or comments, please don't hesitate to leave them in the comments section. I will try to reply to any comments that contain questions, suggestions, or anything else that piques my interest. Thank you and I hope you enjoy my first...

As part of my job I have to travel to head office in London once a month. It’s a completely pointless journey but keeps the bosses happy and gives me an opportunity to watch my progammes on Netflix on the train down from Newcastle. I’ve got into a nice routine where I catch the train after work, be in London by 8 and walk over the road to my hotel in time for a meal and a couple of beers. I’ve been doing it for so long now I know all the staff and it’s like going to my second home...

The House Wife Chronicles The fantasy guy His name was Xavier, We got acquainted on a chat line and we talked like that for a while. We discussed a lot of things… what we wanted to do, our future plans that we had stuff like that. Things just seem to click between him and me. He was younger than me by like seven years, but that was kind of what appealed to me in the first place. I don’t think my age mattered to him either; something about me had changed in the past months. I’ve been in a serious relationship...

Intro: This story has very little sex in it. It is more of a romance story. So if that thought dismays you it would be best to close and go on to another story. I have written a number of stories typical for this site and wanted to write something a bit different. Chapter 1 I glanced out the window towards the beach. The green grass sloped away from the house for a hundred feet or so, to be taken over by the sandy beach. It was a calm day and the waves gently ran up the sand before sliding back...