Semina Vitae Eleven
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Sunday Morning: The Day AfterMack woke with an urgency to pee. Mary lay beside him. His mind flashed to the night before with her and John. No feelings of regret to be found. This did not surprise him.Yeah, it was unusual but it wasn’t unnatural. The fact that Mary was beside him was proof that she chose him over John and that was all good.He rose quietly and went into the bathroom. The ice bucket and the glasses from last night were on the counter. She had rinsed them. She always felt a need...
NovelsSaturday Night at the Foshay….“Bovis a vita”, he thought, The Life of a Bull. He sipped his Crown and water at the bar as he waited for Mary’s husband to call. He went through a mental checklist as he waited: first time with another man, first time threesome, first time shared, and first time recorded. This was an unusual and welcome change from other recent encounters.Mack McDonald and his wife Mary looked forward to an adventure in their twenty-third year of marriage. With the kids grown and...
NovelsThe first time I met him in real life he was holding a sign that said ‘SLAVE’. He was grinning lazily leaning against the metal rail that separated those who had just landed from their visitors. My stomach did a flip as I saw him. He was taller in real life, and he had amazingly piercing pale blue eyes. He grinned as he caught sight of me, standing out like a sore thumb in this ridiculous dress, and it sent shivers down my spine. This is really happening I thought. It hadn’t really hit me...
Introduction: A short story I wrote for someone who asked for my deepest, darkest fantasy. Ended up far less dark than originally intentioned. ~A girl meets her Master for the first time, to start a new life, and is shown just what being his means~ The first time I met him in real life he was holding a sign that said SLAVE. He was grinning lazily leaning against the metal rail that separated those who had just landed from their visitors. My stomach did a flip as I saw him. He was taller in...
Eight PM Saturday evening…. “Sweet Jesus.” Mack spoke softly underneath his breath. Mary looked amazing. She had told him about her knockout dress but it was better than he ever imagined. She had not let him see it before tonight. Mary said it was special, like a wedding dress. Tonight she was honeymooning with her husband and another man and she wanted to impress them both. It was sexy. The mermaid shape enhanced her figure and made her body walk and talk as she moved. The deep V-front gave...
NovelsThe Friday Before, 6:30 PM Mack pulled into the driveway still thinking about Billy T, Dolores, plus how crazy it is to do Bullshots. John is a remarkable guy but this was really more than Mack expected. Of course, the entire week had been like this. Mack’s head kept spinning around the idea of a BullShot with Mary. He thought about he and John filling Mary with seed and Mary emptying her creampie into a glass to mix it with Bailey’s. It was primal, intoxicating; but Mack was unsure about...
NovelsThe Friday Before 3:30 PM George recognized Mack. as soon as he sat at the table. Who could ever forget a fifty dollar tip?“Hi, George. This is my friend John.”George nodded. He had seen John here before.“What’ll be today? Old Fashioned?”“Manhattans would be better. John?”“Works for me.”George went to place the order.“How was shopping?”“Great. You are going to love the dress and shoes that Mary found.”“I assume it’s sexy?”“Provocative. ““Provocative? Like in see-through?”“No, elegant lines with...
NovelsThe Friday Before: 6:00 AM to 2:00 PM“Good morning, sleepy head. Time to get up. You have work today.“Mack mumbled a few things and went into the shower. It was Friday morning and he was exhausted. Mary followed him a few minutes later. They clung to each other as two shower heads pumped gallons of hot water onto their backs. Mack had designed the shower with three things in mind. First, it had to be large enough for two but still be an intimate space; second, it had to have a bench so he could...
NovelsThe Thursday Before:John wrote an early email to Mack and Mary about the two challenges for today.Good morning to both of you, You are having a great week completing these challenges. I know from your emails and pictures that you both are enjoying this adventure. Your first challenge today is to spend half an hour naked in any outside sport. You may pick any sport you like but you both must be nude. There is kayaking in Lake Calhoun, running on a trail, taking a hike, perhaps swimming on a...
NovelsThe Wednesday Before:“Tribute me, Mack, show me your seed. John will show me his on Saturday. I know he will. He will rub his cock for me and I will watch him. You know he has a handsome cock. You have seen pictures of it.“Mary’s timing and intonation were excellent. John was watching the video Mack had uploaded into the drop box last night.She was killing Mack with her tease. She had stopped sucking his cock when his testicles pulled up tight. He was preparing to cum. He had never wanked in...
NovelsThe Tuesday Before: John read Mack’s email with interest. Mack said he bought tea, pineapple chunks, pears, and pistachios. Although not convinced, Mack was willing to change his diet to try this tasting experiment. Mack also wrote John about the Foshay cameltoe. Mary had been hot and her cameltoe could be seen by most people at the Foshay. Mack went into detail about the looks on men’s and women’s faces as Mary walked through the bar. It was exciting to showcase Mary, he said. The photos were...
NovelsThe Monday Morning Before: Mack enjoyed peeping in on Mary as she was showering.“God, what a beauty I married!” Even through the steamed-up glass shower doors, Mack could make out Mary’s shapely body: well-formed breasts, wide hips, and soft stomach above a well-shaped pussy. Its slightly longer inner labia were erotic and still reminded Mack of those alien suckers in the sci-fi movies.When Mary rode his cock, her nether lips gripped his shaft. When Mack came inside, cum dripped slowly off...
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