Kelly MacGuire – Lincoln Park Mommy Ch. 06a

"Kelly gets sent down to Miami on a recruiting trip and spends an evening entertaining two Cubans, who take extreme delight in defiling her (Part 1)"

Two weeks later, as he was putting his dinner dishes in the dishwasher, Dan's phone rang. Glancing at the screen, he saw that it was Kelly calling. He was a little surprised, insofar as Kelly had told him on her...

Kelly MacGuire – Lincoln Park Mommy Ch. 05

"Kelly makes an unannounced visit to see Dan and, picking up from their last time together, relates to him the story of the day seven months into pregnancy when she got fucked in a dorm room."

A few Saturdays later, Dan was putting his breakfast dishes away and cleaning up his condo. As he cleaned, he opened the windows to get some fresh air circulating. It was a great fall day, sunny with a slight breeze,...

One Hot Gritty Night

"No a/c drove us to a motel where we got a little nasty."

Another balmy August night. My wife, Kristy, and I made it home to find the air-conditioning was out. We had been to a company party for a guy that was retiring. I didn’t even know him, but there was always...

Kelly MacGuire – Lincoln Park Mommy Ch. 04

"Bora Bora may be a honeymoon destination for the well-to-do, but for Kelly MacGuire it was just another location for her to ply her brand of debauchery."

A week later, Dan was on his way home from the office when his phone chirped. Taking it out of his suit-coat pocket, he immediately recognized the number and answered the call."I'm surprised to hear from you so soon," he...

Touch Starved At Outpost 70

"A spacefaring couple who can't touch experiment with a high-tech alternative."

Charlie: Got switched to the evening patrol today. Would love to spend it looking forward to coming home to you. Come by whenever you like and make yourself comfortable. I promise I’ll make it worth the wait ;) Lacy: No, I’LL...

The Slut Whisperer

"A mature introverted phtographer is taught the ways of sexual aggressiveness by her slutty muse"

“Click-wish, click-whoosh,” the shutter of Marilyn’s Nikon snapped rapidly in staccato bursts. Her impromptu subject pursed her blood-red, pouting lips, her hands squeezing her taut, erect nipples through the thin fabric of her top as she posed, loving being the...