Claire Parker Kinky and Ravished

This is a work of fiction. No one was harmed in the making of the story. (Not so sure about the readers!) For all those electricians and other diy persons, all the electrical equipment is fictious. It's there as part of a story. I don't need the errors pointed out. Just don't do this at home! This story is about when ambition takes over common sense, the fallouts and results. Due to my insecurities over my wife Jenni's faithfulness and fears about her fellow work colleagues after witnessing their conduct, when I was asked to wire a National Nude Day event for her firm, I added a few extra miniature cameras to provide me with the evidence I would need. It did and it didn't. As a result, a number of marriages are about to go pear shaped and I guess I'll be the fall guy. As far as four people are concerned, I don't give a damn. I'm upset for one guy because he's proven to be a great guy. Let me explain. My name is Don, short for Donald and I am a self

Hello everyone! My name is Jay and I have been a long-time reader of this site. I was inspired by all the talented authors on this site to try and write a few of my own stories. I've used these stories and the ones I've written as a way to explore my sexuality. I have finally come to a place where I feel more like my self then I've ever felt so thank you Literotica for helping me get there. Any way I hope y'all like my first story. The following is a true re-telling of a hookup that I had a year ago. Enjoy! I'm Never Going back My lips parted and I invited his cock to slide between my soft lips. I let out a slow groan as I felt the weight of his cock in my mouth for the first time. His taste, and smell flooded my senses. I slowly started bobbing my head taking as much of his cock as I could with each downstroke. Fuck this felt amazing. Gagging I pulled off his cock to catch my breath, beads of saliva connected my lips to the tip of his cock. It felt so thick in my

The Wedding, Part 07 The wedding went off without a hitch. Cynthia's mania for detail paid off handsomely. We performed our steps in concert with her desires. There must have been two hundred attendees, all dressed in their Sunday finest. When the pastor finally declared Cynthia and Kevon as "man and wife" she grabbed my friend and shoved her tongue so far down his throat I thought he might choke. This caused a ripple of laughter in the church. When Cynthia came up for air she had that "I got him now!!" look that women get when their long elusive prey has finally been corralled. I almost felt sorry for him. We paired off and exited the sanctuary, followed by the crowd. The newly minted Mr. and Mrs. Kevon Simpson stood outside and shook everyone's hand. Their reception was set to be held in a conference room at the Sheraton (perhaps the very same room with my cum stains on the carpet. I wasn't sure.). After most of the guests left the members of the wed

My lover Lori had a brief window of availability and wanted desperately to see me, if only for a little while. I told her to meet me behind an abandoned cinema, exposed, yet somewhat private (people tend to walk their dogs there). She drove 45 miles to see me on a hot Summer day, saying she had time only for a single kiss, as she had a long-delayed dental appointment that afternoon. Of course, the way WE kissed, that could mean 20 minutes or more! When Lori arrived, I was already there waiting. The anticipation, plus texted updates of how close she was every few minutes had me aroused, hard, and oozing precum. I slid into the passenger seat, greeted by the vision of Lori in a garment similar to a long chemise. It was sheer, black, very clingy, and quite elastic. And she had driven the interstate for 45 miles, in plain view of anyone who bothered to look over into her car! As she sat there, quivering in anticipation (I could SEE her trembling from excitement, which sent a thrill throu

Lyra picked her way out of the forest and through the front gates of the mansion, or what remained of them. The large iron gates had been torn off their hinges and thrown aside. A worrying sight. What the hell had Rain done? It was dark out but she was still able to see, the great many coloured moon helped a little with that. As she neared the front of the mansion she realised that the doors were missing. Wasn't there supposed to be some kind of barrier to stop this kind of thing? Had it been mistakenly turned off? She knew most estates outside of walled towns and cities had one, it just made sense when monsters filled the countryside. As she cautiously stepped inside the mana powered lights flickered on, dimmed, then managed to hold somewhat steady, then growing steadier. Her brow raised as she looked about the destroyed lobby. Furniture had been turned into kindling and anything loose was scattered across the floor, paper, lamps, broken china. Black burn marks were on every sur