They were in his car, heading for a remote cabin in the Catskill Mountains.Michael was kidnapping Karen.Although he didn’t know it.And Karen certainly wasn’t about to tell him.Because he wasn’t, really.And besides, it was her idea. ---------- It all started with a silly attempt at humor on Michael’s part: One Friday on a summer evening Karen drove to Michael’s apartment building after work, as she often did. As she crosse...

This is bad, Chelsea thought. This is really bad. David hated it when she was late. And she was very late. And her cell-phone battery had died. And it had taken forever to find a taxi because it was pouring rain.And it was their anniversary.They had met exactly one year ago. June. Chelsea's mouth quirked into something between a smile and a grimace as she remembered how it had happened.It was because she'd been late. Davi...

First off, I’d like to begin this story by letting you know that it is based on true events. It happened about 6 years ago, so all dialogue and action is roughly what was said unless otherwise specified. Anything lacking too much detail I either forgot to add or believed it would say a little too much about my identity, and so it ended up being left out.             When I began junior year at Fairfield High, I had a goal...

Chapter 1 My life kinda sucks right now. I haven’t had sex in several months and I miss the companionship. It’s not that I couldn’t attract someone initially. That’s not a problem at all. I’m 6’ 4” with dark brown hair, blue eyes, and a strong, square jaw covered in stubble. I’m muscular with just enough leg and chest hair to be sexy but not bigfoot, and I know I’m good-looking. But the past couple of years, I’ve develope...

It was the first show we had went to after I quit my job to run the business and rental properties full time. The convention centers air conditioning unit was barely managing the fight against the southern summer heat and the crowds.  The noise of the crowd remained at a background thrum as they browsed the various booths selling hand made items, while me and my wife sat in front of a fan that we had propped up on the tab...

Sometimes our sex is soft and tender, just making love. However, sometimes it’s rough and raw, hot fucking! I received a text on Friday mid-morning from my husband at work. It said:  “I’m horny. I need my cock sucked and fucked. Some woman will have my cock in her mouth and pussy this afternoon. Are YOU interested?”  I replied, “YES, I am! I want your cock; I need your cock! Just tell me where and when.”  He then wrote, “...

Her little pussy clasped at the word fuck. "Yes Ron, please fuck me." Ron nudged her into the house and shut the door. His gaze was even hotter. There was one more test he needed. He took the back of her head by her hair and tipped it back. His intent was plain in his eyes. She parted her lips in anticipation. My husband kissed the babysitter. His tongue (oh, god, that wonderful, evil tongue) laid claim to hers. Laura had...

My husband is the greatest man in the world. I've had that thought many times over the last eight years. I know it's hyperbole but I believe it. The best father, the best husband and the best man there could ever be. He's a giver. He moves through life with quiet ease, always trusting in a kind word where others often resort to shouting and demands. For example, he doesn't hustle and con at his work. As a site manager for...

It was Friday evening around 6:00 PM. I left work early and was now home from the nail salon. I was getting ready for our annual office Christmas party. It was in a hotel ballroom. The same as previous years, it was just for employees and some vendors, no spouses or guests. There would be around fifty-sixty people, and the mix would be approximately two-thirds guys and one-third women. We have a great group and an awesome...