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Billy: Chapter 13

My god, she swallowed!  Without hesitation or fuss she gulped down his load with ease.  I cannot help but think back to our first encounters and the wincing sour faces she would make when I came in her mouth.  Over the course of our relationship she had not only learned to swallow without complaint she had actually come to enjoy it.  Now she had used this hard won skill on Billy, devouring his cum like she was a natural born cock sucker.  I am struck with a bizarre so...

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Billy: Chapter 12

I kiss Jessica goodbye. She has on her bikini with a long beach towel slung over her shoulder and a bottle of tanning lotion in her hand. Feeling the need for a reason to visit she had settled on seeking out tanning advice. It was a stupid excuse but it is the best she could come up with in her rush to get there. Both of us are horny as hell and neither of us wanted to pause to give this a second thought knowing full well we might come to our senses.  It is full speed ahead and damn the ...

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Billy: Chapter 11

Afterward we kiss, grope, and make out like it is our first time again.  Everything felt fresh and new, we brim with the sensation of wonderful erotic discovery. Eventually the discomfort of the hard floor gets the better of Jess and she signals we are done.  After another long passionate kiss we get up and head for the shower. Along the way I wipe Billy’s cum from my lips still not quite believing all that had just happened.


With my rapacious libido well and trul...

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Billy: Chapter 10

After a long quiet moment to gather her wits about her a stunned Jessica gets up to her feet and staggers back into the house. The moment she's in I can smell Billy's pungent musky seed that still dripped from her lips and chin and rolled down her cleavage.


"Oh my god!" She exclaims, her voice husky from her cock battered tonsils. "Did you see that?  Did you watch?"


"Yes!"


We stand there looking at each other unsure of what to say or do ...

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Billy: Chapter 9

"Don't mind if I do." Jessica murmurs. She takes a quick moment to straighten her phone on the table, likely to remind me it was there if I wanted to stop this. Billy notices the pause but says nothing.


Move with a smooth fluidity she slides out of her chair and prowls across to kneel between Billy's feet. The young man looks down at her while keeping his hands firmly behind his head. Whatever is about to happen he wanted to be sure it is Jessica's doing, he didn’t want to ...

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Billy: Chapter 8

It is nearly lunch time on Sunday and I am pacing back and forth in our dining room. Just outside the deck doors were two plates sat ready on the deck table. Sandwiches and vegetables were on the menu for Jess and Billy, though Jessie would be trying for a serving of tube steak with white sauce.  God damn Billy was one lucky kid.  Getting blown by the hot teacher next door?  It was the stuff of teenage wet dreams.


My heart is beating a mile a minute as I go ove...

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Billy: Chapter 7

"About what?" I ask as if it wasn't blindingly obvious.


She chuckles softly. "About your hotwife fantasy." She kisses my forehead. "About our hotwife fantasy."


"Hotwife?"


"Don't deny it. It's okay. I'm not judging. In fact...I think it's fucking hot!" She plops down on her side and props her head up on her hand, her other plays absently with one of the buttons on my shirt. "I see the way you look when Billy is around. I see you watching, I se...

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Billy: Chapter 6

So this was definitely a thing now and yet still we went on pretending all was normal. The moment I drained my balls into her the third time that day the pair of us continued on like the whole thing didn't happen. We went about our day like any other chill home around Saturday.


I didn't know what to say and I didn't know how to say it. It bothered me, hurt me, to accept the fact that my girlfriend's flirtations were turning me on in a way more visceral than I'd ever experienc...

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Billy: Chapter 5

I am just putting the burgers on the grill as Billy comes around from the side of the house and walks up the stairs. He had splashed some water on his face but he was still a hot and sweaty mess, his blond wavy hair darkened and hanging heavy. He has a gray tank top slung over his shoulder and is otherwise shirtless. The kid is no Adonis but he is definitely well built. Slender but with six pack abs, lean muscled pecs and arms, and well sculpted obliques. A few more years on him and he'd fill...

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Billy: Chapter 4

Weirdly, when it is all over, we don't say a word about what had happened.  I think we are both a bit embarrassed by the whole thing. As we usually do we go and share a shower, holding each other close as we go. As we go about our normal nightly things, settling down for a movie, grabbing a bite, and then heading to bed. The air is thick with unspoken questions and libidinous curiosity but neither of us address them. There was no question we'd both been incredibly aroused by Jessica's pe...

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Billy: Chapter 3

I stumble out behind my girlfriend, nearly sloshing my drink out onto the deck, but I'm able to recover by the time Billy turns around to look at us. His blue eyes flare wide for a moment as he notices what Jessica is wearing. With plump round breasts and soft hourglass curves she filled her sexy camisole like only a beautiful woman can. She showed a lot of skin too with her shoulders, upper chest, shoulders, and legs completely bare. And from his angle, looking up at us from the ground, he v...

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Billy: Chapter 2

An hour later we are cleaned up and chilling in our dining room. Sitting side by side we watch the pink-orange light of sunset fading in the West, the warm ruddy glow of the setting sun matching our own fuzzy afterglow. We each held a glass of Shiraz in one hand as hold hands with the other. The deck door is open with the screen closed allowing the evening air to waft over us without letting in the mosquitoes and black flies. Jessica had on a sexy deep red satin and lace camisole nightie that...

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Billy: Chapter 1

The following novella explores hotwife, cuckoldry, zelophilia, voyeurism, and other such topics.

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"Ohhhh...ahhhhh...mmmmmm!" Jessica's lewd moans fill the room. She had never been shy about letting her pleasure be heard. The five and a half slender inches of purple dildo in her right hand slides easily in and out of her wet pink pussy. She is nude, her petite though curvaceous body as sexy as the day we met 3 years ago. She lays in the center of our bed with her legs s...

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April 2020 Update Part 2

I am excited (yet terrified) to announce a big change coming.  With my next novella I will be trying something new.  You guys will get it first but after that, instead of releasing it for free as usual, I will stepping out into the world of self published ebooks.  I believe it is time that I take my writing to the next logical step.  As you all know my ultimate goal is to eventually transition from hobbyist writer to full time author and I think I've delayed this moment lo...

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April 2020 Update

Wow!

It feels like a year has passed since my last update just over a month ago.  We are living in a whole new world and nobody knows exactly what the future is going to look like.  I can't say anything you folks haven't heard a thousand times already but I just want to send my well wishes to all of you.  I hope you and your friends and families are all safe, well loved, and healthy.  Hang in there, we are all in this together.

With all of the chaos this situat...

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Quick Update: April Billing Pause

Hello you wonderful people.  I hope 2020 is treated you all well.

I just wanted to jump on to acknowledge my lack of content recently.  It is not by choice.  My writing time is being squeezed on all sides atm.  I was hoping it would ease up but it just seems to be one thing after another right now.  I hope to be back at my keyboard writing kinky stories as soon as possible but I don't know exactly when that will be.

So...  I will be pausing Pa...

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The Wreckoning Chapter 19: Last Day

I told you to expect a slew of posts all at once.  lol  Again, I hope a few of you liked it.  I know it was a weird one.
Depending on its popularity I may write a sequel if the inspiration hits.  Thank you for reading.

Now onto the final chapter of The Wreckoning.

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“So that’s everything?”  Robyn asks looking down at the big cardboard box that sat on the floor between us.  It was ...

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The Wreckoning Chapter 18: Groundhog Day

It is Groundhog Day.  My husband’s flight was due to arrive the day after tomorrow.  He had left the Southern continent a few days ago and was currently in New Zealand.


I stand before the full length mirror staring at myself without a stitch of clothes on.  From the waist up all seemed normal.  Tight body, cute little tits, I am still the perky petite Nat of old.  My thighs and calves as well were still shapely and fit.  But in between…ruinat...

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The Wreckoning Chapter 17: New Year's Eve

Home alone on New Year’s Eve.  As a girl who was popular all through school and into adulthood I never thought I’d see the day where I sat home by myself as the new year approached, yet here I was.  It helped to know that I wouldn’t be alone for much longer.


I check over the platter of meats and cheeses and pickled delicacies to make sure everything looked just perfect.  The champagne was already resting at an angle in the ice bucket, two empty flutes sit...

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The Wreckoning Chapter 16: Christmas

It is later in the evening of Christmas day.  I had spent the day with my family, talked to Dylan over the computer for a long time, and was now in my car parked out in front of Robyn’s townhouse.  It was a plain gray two story place identical to the dozen others along this row.  There are no decorations but I do notice some flower pots lined up near her stoop, currently covered in snow.  I could see by her undisturbed white of her sidewalk that nobody had come in or out...

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The Wreckoning Chapter 15: Thanksgiving

The session’s time was almost here and I am all ready to go.  I had just gotten home a half hour ago having spent the day over at my parent’s place for Thanksgiving.  While the visit was nice enough I was so happy to have escaped the noise and chaos and be back here in my little sanctuary of sin.  Beside me I had the contents of November’s box ready to go.  A stout replica of a man-sized forearm and fist, D9, and a string of three massive anal beads each one as big a...

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The Wreckoning Chapter 14: Halloween

It is Halloween and I am prancing around my bedroom in a set of pixie wings and swirling designs of pink and green body paint over my slender naked body.  Robyn had even let me switch out my regular headwear for the occasion and I had on an elaborate butterfly themed masquerade mask.  I truly looked like a mad fairy as I pranced and danced around the room in a giggling tizzy.


“Eeeee!”  I squeal with childlike abandon as I leap onto the bed and allow the mom...

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The Wreckoning Chapter 13: September 1st

September 1st and I pull into the driveway to see only an envelope on my front step.  Remembering April Fools I assume it is another prank but when I open it I discover the schedule for the month.  As I scan over the calendar I quickly realize why there were no toys this month.  The theme of September was DIY fun.  Fists, cans, bottles, billiard balls, etc.  The month would culminate with a wine bottle in my cooch, a baseball bat up my ass, and a cucumber down my thro...

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The Wreckoning Chapter 12: August 1st

It is the first week of August and we were in the middle of a scorching heat wave.  I loved the heat but even I had been forced to get the air conditioning going.  


I am home on a day off listening to some tunes and tidying up the bedroom.  Despite regularly doing the laundry my bedroom had developed a sweat, sex and lube tinged funk.  I spent so long in this room every evening the aroma of our sessions had permeated the walls and furniture.  I’d ha...

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The Wreckoning Chapter 11: The Fourth of July

I could hear the distant pops and booms of the 4th of July fireworks but I am home as always primed and ready for fireworks of my own.


“Come on.”  I whine playfully.  “Please!”


Robyn scowls.  “Stop it.  You should have asked on your birthday.”


“I didn’t think of it then.”  I pout.  “Pleeease!”


“You’ll laugh.  You’ll make fun of them.”


“No I wo...

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The Wreckoning Chapter 10: June 1st

It is the first of June and a howling wind storm is raging outside and I am terrified the power might go out before the session.  For all the good will I felt had built up between Robyn and I she continued to make it abundantly clear that she would end my marriage without batting an eye.  It helped remind me precisely what was happening here. She wasn’t my friend, she was my greatest enemy.  I was getting too close to her, I was losing grip on reality.  I had to counter ...

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The Wreckoning Chapter 9: May 1st

The Skype call rings longer than usual.  Not surprising as I was calling a few minute early today.  I figured I was waiting around anyway so better safe than sorry.  Besides, I was fucking horny!  The first few days of using the big 8 inch dildo for prolonged periods had me sore all the time, my tender pussy pink and puffy, but I had soon become accustomed to it and quickly grew to like it.  Despite getting off every single night, usually multiple times, my libido had...

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The Wreckoning Chapter 8: Good Friday

“Hey Missy.”  Robyn says as she answers the call.  “How’s your Good Friday going?”


“Hi Robyn.”  I say nervously.  “Hey, um, um, we have a problem.”


I see her mood cool.  “Oh?”


I rub my hands nervously.  “Yeah, um, you see I have to go to my parents house for Easter Sunday and, um, my brother and his family won’t be getting there until later.  I can’t…I can’t leave before I see...

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The Wreckoning Chapter 7: April 1st

The 1st of April and Spring was in the air.  The snow had mostly thawed and people’s moods were brightening with the warmer weather.  I wish I could have shared their joy.  I walked around that day in a haze, barely able to manage to concentrate long enough to guide my classes.


I was exhausted and sore, my ass especially, from last night’s marathon session but it was more than that.  Something had changed in me since St Patrick’s Day.  The force...

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The Wreckoning Chapter 6: St Patrick's Day

The 17th of March, St Patrick’s day, and I am in my room alone while all of my friends were out partying the night away.  The schedule of Robyn’s was playing havoc with my social life.  My masturbation sessions happened right in the prime time of the evening.  I was constantly having to turn down invitations and friends were asking why I was becoming such a homebody.  I made up excuses as best I could but it was clear as day that I was retreating into the life of a her...

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