My fingernails clawed the brick’s mortar while the horny stranger slammed his thrusting pelvis against my ass cheeks. I wailed, “Harder!” until one pain replaced another. When I returned home, my husband rushed toward me. "Thank God, you're back. I promise she didn't mean—" His stale excuse fell short once he noticed my smeared red lipstick and bite marks. Emotions tore through him as the rank mixture of bar smoke and my...

Steffie visited the laundromat each week for the next several months. Each time she wore the pilfered lingerie Ty provided and each time she sucked a creamy load from his cock and was thoroughly fucked (not necessarily in that order!). She stripped off the lingerie at the end of each session, only to find a new set waiting for her in her laundry basket when she returned to her apartment. The lingerie was always nothing sh...

As I sped down the interstate, I adjusted the air conditioning vents in my car so they blew refreshingly cool air directly on me. It was a sweltering ninety-eight degrees outside with no end to the summer heat in sight. It was Friday afternoon and the work week was finally over. As I sped down the highway, I loosened my tie and pulled it from around my neck before tossing it onto the passenger seat next to me. I was invit...

In the last episode, I suggested I wasn’t totally without morals. Well, I lied, I do have morals, but they can, at best, be described as loose. My new customers, Jenn and her husband Roy, had clearly led me astray. But as you will have read in the last story, it was the business meeting to end all business meetings. Jenn and I had worked closely together, with Roy just putting his oar in from time-to-time when called on,...

“Alli, we never go in the hot tub. I don’t think it’s a good idea.” Charlie’s hot tub is usually the place where the parties end up, generally after most of the guests have left and just a core group remains. We are traditionally some of the last to leave of the pre-spa group, departing about the time that everyone starts to head for the hot water. We’re always invited and encouraged to join them, but in the past we’ve al...

The tan skirt of her business suit had ridden far up her leg, exposing most of her chocolate thighs. By a slight turn of the head, Nathan cautiously caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye. Peeking at her long, sexy legs was a temptation he could not resist.Nathan’s heart began to race as he felt the sweat building up on his forehead and around the collar of his shirt. He loosened his tie in an attempt to get some rel...

Day 4: It’s a helo ride around the Shooting Star Ranch, showing Brenda and Sarah what will be theirs in a few years. I had recently purchased a spread half the size of my own and have decided to give it to Brenda, Sarah’s best and closest friend. While she has a relationship with her own father, Brenda has become aware of Sarah and our whole family’s relationships. I’ve sorta adopted her as another daughter and have been...

Day Three: Entering the plains and following the river, Sarah and Brenda seize a few opportunities to shun their clothes for some skinny dipping and plenty of sex… As we follow along the slow moving river amongst the buffalo, we come across a wide shallow place, often used by various stock to cross the water. After crossing, we take a break for lunch and more swimming in a deep pool just above the shallows. As soon as the...

My name is Becky and this is my story. I’m 29 years old. I have a master’s degree in business administration. I was a serious student and was on the Dean's List every semester, unlike my friend Sally. Sally was always more interested in partying than college, she was with a new guy every couple of weeks. In my final semester I met Jonathan. We married shortly after graduation and have been together for the past 7 years. B...