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by Heather Lovins. Prologue. Six months earlier. Charlotte was a woman in her prime. Her hair was still blonde; she even had her figure for thirty. She had a bachelor's degree in Advertising. Unfortunately, she gave up all that she had worked to gain for marriage, to Alex Cahill. He had been charming and outgoing for a rancher. He was six feet ...
We make a fire, eat, roast marshmallows, and tell scary stories. It was a great time, but eventually my wife starts getting a little tired so we decide to go to sleep. We get in our tent and I roll out our double sleeping bag and we both get in together. After a while of laying there my wife starts to shiver.
The oldest BDSM fiction site, BDSM Cafe is an oldie and a goodie. Over the last 20 years, the free erotica website has garnered quite an archive of kinky content including erotic stories about ...
After two hours' travelling over stony roads, across that green and monotonous plain, the vehicle entered one of those orchard farmyards and drew up before in old structure falling into decay, where an old maid- servant stood waiting beside a young fellow, who took charge of the horse. We entered the farmhouse.
Finding that happy medium is sometimes hard to come by. The story that is to come is about a man, who we will call Jim, and the dinner party that takes all of this into account. Take it up a notch with the fact Jim and his wife were invited to dinner at his wife’s boss’s house from her brand new job. We are going to call her boss, Nancy, to ...
Erotica - Loving Wives. Fiction dealing with married extramarital fun, swinging, sharing and cheating. Released three times per week. Adults only as this contains extremely explicit subjects, situations and words. Content of stories is purely fiction and not intended to be used for anything but enjoyment for those with interest in these topics ...
Drew finally got up and said he was going back to the library. “I need to do something,” he declared. “Otherwise, I’ll be completely crazy and do something rash.”. “No you won’t,” I assured him, giving him a quick hug. “You’re stronger than you think.”. I went home and spent the rest of the afternoon crying.
