Betting the wives
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The game blared on, and the Bills were losing again. Donnie sat there looking at the screen in satisfaction. "Looks like you will be doing the dishes for a couple more days again, Keri. You gotta stop betting if you want to keep any of your free time." Donnie's younger brother laughed. Darrin was a good kid, barely turned 17 a month ago, but still, he was tolerable, Keri had decided. And he had even stopped trying to get a peek at her when she was showering, or in the hallway to her room...
This was supposed to be just another night out with the guys. Where you go out, shoot some pool, drink some beer, and have a good time. We normally go out to the same bar, where they have about 30 tables and a lot of people, loud music, and some pretty good eye candy. This night was no exception. The music was loud, the drinks were flowing, lots of skin to be seen. I am not a pool shark by any means, and no one in my circle of friends is either, but I can hold my own with just about anyone. We...
EroticBetting on God by Ashley B. D. ZachariasThe auditorium was filled to capacity; people who could not find seats lined the walls at the back and side of the room. A lot of people wanted to see a renowned biologist and atheist debate an even more renowned television evangelist. But the audience was coughing and shuffling their feet – a certain sign that the debate was failing to hold their interest. Thomas Stone – ?Dr. Stone? to his students, ?Doubting Thomas? to Brother Jeremiah, the preacher...
Betting the wife – Part I I am a habitual gambler, I frequent casinos as well as seedy roadside joints where a dice is rolled. I go to grey hound races as well as the weekly horse races. I win some and lose some, well, let me rephrase, I lose most of the times . But still my hand just itches to roll the dices, to pull the jackpot lever, and few hours after I get my pay I am to be found at some den or other . Well this one time I really went too far, too too far and after staking and loosing...
Even though they arrived back in Houston late on a Saturday night, Colin and Susan got up at an early hour Sunday morning. Colin had already made plans to play golf with some of his college friends from Houston so Susan got up when he did. The house was quiet because the children had been sent to their grandparents for the weekend. Keith arrived in the kitchen shortly after Colin left and prepared coffee for he and Susan. His conversation was light and entertaining as always and Susan sort...
Betting People: Trick or Treat?By Maximillian ExcaliberIntroductionThis wasn't supposed to be, but is, the first story in a new series I'm writing called 'Betting People'.Each story will be different but will have a common theme. All of the stories in this series will be about people make a wager that results in their becoming intimate. As you will find out while reading them, these stories are, in fact, tales of seduction.MaxChapter One – The PartyI had just arrived at the apartment of Veranda...
Love StoriesTaylor Smith was getting ready for her calculus class. It was her one early class and she had to be there at nine. Math wasn't a problem other than the time. Monday, Wednesday, and Friday she had calculus. She was good at math, just not getting up so early. Taylor was at the top of the social ladder at Hampton College, a small private college on the eastern seaboard, very expensive and very exclusive. She attended this college because her mother did, and so did her grandmother. The women in...
Dr. Bruce Banner/The Hulk are copyright to Stan Lee and Jack Kirby. The She-Hulk is copyright to Stan Lee and John Buscema. Both characters are property of Marvel Comics, the Walt Disney Corporation and their associated partners and license holders. Characters depicted here are the property of the author, and are fan creations. Betting on Green in Vegas Of all cities in the world who live a steady reputation, be that great or not, the United States can confidently boast of many...
Dr. Bruce Banner/The Hulk are copyright to Stan Lee and Jack Kirby. The She-Hulk is copyright to Stan Lee and John Buscema. Both characters are property of Marvel Comics, the Walt Disney Corporation and their associated partners and license holders. Characters depicted here are the property of the author, and are fan creations. Betting on Green in Vegas: A Queen in the Deck In the lobby of a small office, not far from the colour and loud bustling of downtown Las Vegas, a...
I literally could not stop fucking my sister... As soon as I felt the crushing tightness of her pussy, I was smitten, and made a promise to myself to experience that crushing tightness as often as humanly possible. I was willing to give up anything I had to get more of it, but luckily Katie wanted it just as badly, so all we ended up missing out on was sleep. We would be tired and fatigued almost every morning for the rest of the summer and on that first night, we barely slept at all. After...
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Permission is granted to post to the TG-fiction list, archive, and Fictionmania site and to the atEROS site. Personal copies for non-commercial use permitted. Anyone else who wants to archive this on a free access website or ftp site, just send me an email telling me that you did so and the url or ftp address. Anyone who wants to archive this on a for-pay site, don't. Member Net Authors and Creators Union - NACU. Authors and creators welcome, email [email protected] for more...
Recap Two weeks ago, on Saturday morning, my friend Carly and I set into motion our bet on whether or not I could bed her little sister, Haley. I had caught Haley spying on us having sex a few weeks earlier which led to some debate between Carly and I. Carly thought Haley was a nosey little pest, as usual, and was going to use this as blackmail against her. Haley had been watching us for at least twenty minutes, I instantly saw her as a horny freshman who was totally turned on watching...
I was hanging out at one of my favorite watering holes one night, talking with other patrons. One of them was a butch female that had managed to talk a few straight women into sexual relationships with her. Her name is Patti We were talking for a while as I had known her for years. When she asked me how are you and your wife doing. I jokingly said why you looking to bed her. Her eyes lit up when I said that. No, but if I wanted to I could. I laughed, I bet you a hundred bucks you couldn’t get...
They waited as long as they could. It might’ve only been ten minutes, twenty max, but in that sweat-box, it had felt like an eternity. Riley had told them to wait for her but both girls felt like they were running out of body water. Katie’s abs, which had already been tight and contoured had started to take on an even more dry and ripped appearance and Lexi felt like she was being dry-roasted on a skewer. Both of their bodies were glistening and flushed and worse of all, they’d run out of...
Skipping Class Two and a half weeks ago my friend Carly and I decided to skip a couple of afternoon classes and go get fries at the local café. I had recently been dumped by my longtime girlfriend and Carly thought I needed cheering up. Of course Carly, being the captain of our school cheerleader squad, was the perfect person to do that. By the end of that afternoon she found the perfect way to accomplish her goal, we ended up at her house getting naked. Needless to say, I...
I was at work the week and I made a bet with a female co-worker on the Nebraska v. Virginia Tech game, I wagered that Nebraska would win. She asked me what I wanted to bet, I told her that she could decide. I’ll tell you at lunch what the bet is going to be. We met at lunch and she told me that since we are friends with benefits, that if you win we can fuck in whatever position you want. I immediately said “BET”. Don’t you want to hear what I will win? Whatever, I’m not going to worry...
Strike Three? Back to the present ... Western Australia, the ball game, and Susan's lofty perch. Susan's futile attention to the ball game outside her window was quickly waning. Even though the amount of times Colin glanced up and the strained look on his face was a bit discerning, she couldn't concentrate on him. Even her lascivious thoughts of what had happened in the past, the flash back to those first few weeks of their marriage, suddenly gave way to the present. All thoughts, all...
My wife Jen and I have been married for 5 years. Jen is a very beautiful 5 feet 8 inches tall and weighs 130 pounds. She has auburn hair and blue eyes and the greatest tits and ass I could ever ask for. My story starts 5 months ago when we moved into our new house.On moving day we met our new neighbors John and Cathy. Cathy is a sexy blond and John is tall and athletic and has dark brown hair. John and Cathy came over as soon as we arrived at the house to see if they could help us in any way....
“So what did you and Riley talk about last night?” I asked. “Actually, don’t tell me. I can guess this.” Lexi knelt at my feet wearing nothing but a wife-beater, the bottom of which had been pulled up so I could see her tits while she blew me. Her pajama pants were around here somewhere. I hadn’t looked where I’d tossed them after pulling them off. “You were sharing meatloaf recipes, huh? Comparing bra sizes? Pillow-fighting?” Lexi grinned, exhaling through her nose as she took my dick down...
I m 29 yrs, i m 6 feet tall, i m fair and handsome, 32?waist, 72 kg…athletic shaped body stature and 6? tool and thick…. Possess decent personality traits. I believe in making good friends. And loves to explore new horizons of life… As far as my fantasies r concerned. I love to spend time with like minded people. How loves to get in to a sweet relationship which must me secure and discreet. I would welcome the opportunity to meet BM and like minded cpls and females for casual or one off scenes...
Chapter 1: The Party I had just arrived at the apartment of Veranda Cain. Veranda is the best friend of my girlfriend Bernadette Silva. That night, Veranda was hosting a Halloween Party and everyone was supposed to show up in costume. Bernadette had forgotten to tell me about it and by the time she did, all the party supply stores were sold out. I was forced to improvise so I'd worn a white short sleeve shirt and slacks. The moment I walked in the door Veranda said to me, "Trick or Treat...
So who’s Katie? I didn’t know what to say. Despite having spent the morning pretending to fuck my make-believe sister, I was still unsure whether or not I wanted to admit to fantasizing about my real one. Nobody in present company seemed to mind so much, and Riley had even admitted to finding her mom sexy, but I cared very much about what Derek or Drew would say, and didn’t want them to think I was somehow demented. Because, let’s face it, fucking your sister is like the worst thing you can...
Sports Betting has been a popular pastime ever since the invention of sports. The cavemen bet shiny pebbles their dudes would win at rock-chucking, and I used to gamble my lunch money on the outcome of afterschool dodgeball games. These days, thanks to the magic of the Internet, it’s easier than ever to risk some money for a chance at big-time rewards. I know I usually spend my time here convincing you to check out all my favorite masturbatory hangouts, but even ThePornDude likes to keep some...
Betting SitesRight then footsteps could be heard on the stairs and I saw some dozen rough looking guys , probably interstate truckers with tattooed muscular arms troop in , all were holding yellow stubs which I later realised were something like entry tickets for the show, I could hear the bar tender call out over me “ one mugs on the house men , show ur stubs and collect them”. I could hear their cat calls and whistles as they leaned over Dave and Ed , trying to get a look at my naked wife lying on the...
Introduction: The show gets going in real earnest with the wife being the test subject for exploring the frontiers of erotic depravity Part 2 Right then footsteps could be heard on the stairs and I saw some dozen rough looking guys , probably interstate truckers with tattooed muscular arms troop in , all were holding yellow stubs which I later realised were something like entry tickets for the show, I could hear the bar tender call out over me one mugs on the house men , show ur stubs and...
The restaurant was only minutes away so there was a minimum of awkward silence before we arrived. Derek was his usual charming self as he requested a table for two, but once the waiter left to get our drinks, he pulled a small key ring out of his pocket and tossed it onto the table. I recognized it immediately because it was mine. “Found this in the upstairs hallway,” he said. It must have slipped from my pocket while I was crawling around. “What did you see?” I tried to read his face but...
It was almost too much to bear. Losing my father had been hard enough and the only solace I had was in remembering him. In the past several weeks I had reflected back on all the good times we had together and the memories calmed and comforted me. Now all that was tainted. I couldn’t remember our double date dinner anymore without seeing the way my father kept looking at Lexi and smiling. I couldn’t think about my last birthday without remembering how he and Lexi had disappeared for an half...
Greymonte was quiet. A pleasant breeze blew across the well-manicured lawns, causing a light rustling noise through the trees. Squirrels hopped merrily about, dreaming about busting a nut, while blue-birds and and robins chased each other through the branches. Aside from the small furry forest-creatures, there wasn’t a sound nor disturbance, and the complex looked as tranquil as a cemetery. Except for those damn ninjas. Derek regretted using them almost instantly. He’d chosen Juice and Drew...
Dear Diary, I’ve finally seen it all. I realize that I’ve been saying that a lot lately, but I think that this series of events takes the cake. I’d thought that sleeping with my own step-son would be the most shocking thing that I’d ever take part in, but the most shocking part of it was how much I enjoyed myself. I could never tell it to his face and retain any sort of parental authority, but I have to admit that Ben fucks like a damn stallion, and in a perfect world free of taboos, guilt,...
Dave didn’t show any intention to disappoint the beer guzzling tattoo sporting pumped up crowd. Many were staring at my wife with flared nostrils and sweat droplets on the brow , they took swigs from their beer mugs with eyes fixed at my wife sitting hunched on the floor , with one arm absentmindedly fixed over their bulging crotches. Dave was making his mind go fast , I could sense .by the way he licked his tongue and chewed his lower lip. A collective catcall went up the crowd as I saw...
The next two weeks were spent unpacking and getting accustomed to the place. The new house was a large one, but we were also trying to squeeze two households into one. Because of their devotion to fitness, dad and Babs decided to turn one ground-floor bedroom into a training room where dad and I set up our free weights and the girls stored their mats, and steps, and resistance bands, and ankle weights, and all of the other weird shit they apparently required to get not as fit as me. They...
I scrambled to throw on something presentable, and ended up coming downstairs in a nice polo shirt that went well with my new straight-leg jeans and Doc Martens. I checked my appearance in a rush and thought I looked good, but still very fifteen. My parents were watching TV as I made my way to the door, but I pre-empted their questions by saying I was going to Drew's house. My dad had always been lenient with my freedom as long as I didn't screw up, so he simply said "Have fun" before...
I stayed quiet for most of the ride home. I had plenty of questions to ask but I wasn't sure if I should be too candid with Riley. She was obviously loyal to Dana, and after effectively being conscripted into prostitution and having my life and family threatened, I was a little pissed off at Dana. I wasn't sure how friendly I felt toward Riley. Sure, I had fucked her mouth, twice, but a conversation required a level of intimacy that I was unwilling to grant. I saved my questions for a time...
My father was gone. He had left work like he said, but when he arrived home, he and Katie decided that the movie would be lame without me, and planned to go shopping instead. When they left the house, they turned left toward the mall instead of right to the theater, and on that road, they crossed paths with an overworked security guard on his way home after a double. He fell asleep, ran a red, and T-boned my dad going 40 mph. Katie broke her femur, bruised her pelvis, and was knocked...
I woke up the next morning feeling very confused. Initially, I was jubilant, hazily recollecting Katie’s handjob abilities, but when I hazarded a look in her direction, she wasn’t there. Curious. It wasn’t entirely unusual, though; Katie was an early riser. I stretched my back and pulled away the sheet, only to realize that I was once again wearing boxers. Huh. Curious and curiouser. I hadn’t remembered putting them back on after Katie caressed me down but I supposed that people did strange...
I needed to confront Lexi. I’d thought that blackmailing her would be easier. It always seemed so straightforward on TV. You made demands, and then the guilty parties did those things. It was simple. So how on Earth was it that I made very simple demands, and ended up getting my head split open? I’d only asked her to clean the pool and hit on some kid. Was that really too much for her to handle? I climbed the stairs, my anger returning with each step, but the rage I’d felt hours ago had now...
Nine hundred dollars... If you ever wondered how much it costs to fix a patio door with a body-sized hole in it, there’s your number, excluding tax and installation. I’d been a rich man only two days ago, but after paying for that goddamn door, and the much more reasonably-priced bump & grind from Lexi, I only had a few hundred bucks left, and I’d hoped to help Syl out with her books. I ended up giving her the rest, keeping enough to serenade Katie and the adorable Asians down the street...
Once again, It was yoga time at the Fairchild household. Once again, the Franklin women were bent over in downward dog, eyes upturned to the TV. Once again, those Franklin asses, pretty heart-shaped butts all, were thrust to the heavens, their Franklin jubblies residing behind tight Lycra sports bras. And once again, they looked super hot doing it all. Their form was impeccable, their motions precise, and their buns were hardened from hours of repetition and practice. An hour of power yoga...
Babs was doing squats. It was the best of times; it was the worst of times... Tight yellow-on-black spandex clung to her buns as she lowered her frame to the floor with impeccable form, that gorgeous ass winking to the mat before flexing and inflating to drive her body back skyward. Her shorts seemed unreasonably tiny this evening, not even reaching her hip line. When combined with the much tinier top that it matched, I was confronted with what seemed like two solid feet of uninterrupted,...
At first, Sylvia had been almost intimidated by it. She knew that there was such a thing as “too big” and Drew’s cervix pounder of a penis fit cosily into that category. When she wrapped her palms around the base, her fingertips wouldn’t even touch and she could fit both hands around it lengthwise and still have another inch at the end to suck. It was the biggest beef missile she’d ever seen on a white man. It was too fucking big. But if cam shows taught her nothing else, it taught her that...
Riley liked to trail her fingers against the pale green tiles lining the hallway walls whenever they visited Dad, but Mom had always told her to stop when she noticed. She was too young to realize that those walls were probably filthy and crawling with germs, and that the germs in a public facility like this could be dangerous. All she knew is that mom was always there and was always telling her “No,” “Stop that,” or “Don’t.” She didn’t get to see Dad as much, but whenever she did, he always...
Getting dressed was harder than I expected, mostly because I was harder than expected. I’d never wondered before why so many young girls wore black tights for three solid months every winter, I’d just enjoyed it. But after squeezing into my smashing pair of forest-green leggings, I knew why. It was, by far, the most comfortable thing I’d ever put on. Sure, I’d needed to use an available pair of scissors to cut out a nice oval through which my unit could dangle, but aside from that, they were...
After leaving Keith's office, Susan spent the afternoon piddling away the day with Debbie. If Deb was embarrassed about watching Keith and her that morning it certainly didn't show. Sue highly suspected and desperately hoped that Debbie didn't know she had seen her. What she knew for absolute certain was Debbie liked to watch. Of course Susan had no idea that she had already been the center of Debbie's attention the evening before when she had unwittingly played the starring role in the...
I just stepped out of the shower, it was my second of the day. I threw on my jeans and a baggy shirt. It was one of those stay home and just relax kind of days. You had been at work and swung by the store on the way home picking up some light bulbs and a nightlight for the bathroom. You always hated having to turn on the bright light when you had to sneak away to the bathroom. We replace the decorative bulb in the hallway and install your nightlight. You clap and twirl at the blue glow...
In front of a smaller than average congregation, unusually attended by a few of the kingdom's notably agnostic Knightly Order of Dyna, the head priestess of the Holy Church of Merridan addressed "her flock," as it were... even though the warriors in attendance actually outnumbered her faithful. "In conclusion, give generously, my brothers and sisters. A heart that strays from our divine creator, Geod, is a heart that is susceptible to corrupt thoughts and malice against one's fellow man. A...
FantasyOn the edge of the galaxy an interstellar species known as Terrans continued to explore and expand their reach. Calling themselves the Steel Empire, or SE for short, they have vast technology, and ambition. Their home world now known as Steel Crown, is the origin of the Death Knights. Gifted among the Terran People for their ability to manipulate the fabric of the universe. Only one in a hundred thousand Terrans are born Death Knights, and they form the ruling class of the SE. The Death...
Hi! Let me introduce myself. My name is Rory and I’m eighteen. My brother is Derek and he’s seventeen. Actually, I’m almost two years older because he just turned seventeen a couple of months ago, and I’ll be nineteen in less than two months. I was nine and Derek eight when our father was killed in a car crash. They said he was drunk, and I can believe it. He was drunk a lot of times. He didn’t have any insurance, and we’d never had much money anyway, so we were in kind of a tight place. In...
TabooAlyson was lying at the edge of the water, holding her left foot and screaming. Her breakfast lay splashed on the sand beside her. Her deck shoes sat a few feet inland. While Doug examined Alyson's foot, Mary washed the vomit from the girl's lips, cheek, and chin. "Small puncture wound," he said. "Inflammation setting in. Something protruding. Honey! Alyson! Where did it happen?" He had to repeat the question. She managed get out that it happened a few feet seaward from where she lay....
Alyson was lying at the edge of the water, holding her left foot and screaming. Her breakfast lay splashed on the sand beside her. Her deck shoes sat a few feet inland. While Doug examined Alyson's foot, Mary washed the vomit from the girl's lips, cheek, and chin. "Small puncture wound," he said. "Inflammation setting in. Something protruding. Honey! Alyson! Where did it happen?" He had to repeat the question. She managed get out that it happened a few feet seaward from where she lay....
Em met him in the bar, during a break in the awards dinner she was attending. They chatted briefly and had a cigarette, and said they’d probably see each other at the bar again when next there was a break in proceedings. Or perhaps, he said, they could have a nightcap later. His name was Jean and he was French. He was a big man with a nice laugh and twinkling eyes. Em hadn’t met him before and wouldn’t again. He was from the other side of the world and was in town only for the convention of...
Quickie SexA second kick knocked out the window. The supervillain’s fist reached out. Her segmented bracers ran the rim of the pane to clear away the burrs and shards that had been left behind. She swung out of the warehouse before the glass had shattered on the concrete walkway below. She was a blur of cloud white, soulless black, and wine red. The glass shards crunched under her armored boots as she dropped the story and a half to the ground. “Wrong exit, criminal,” came a loud, authoritative...
"Wow, these are just so, ouch, neat!" Christi snapped the shiny plastic clip onto her nipple. It changed colour quickly from dark blue to a bright green as it bit into the blue-eyed brunette's soft pink flesh. "Kathy, you've got to try these!" "What are they?" Kathy answered distractedly as she admired the big black strap-on in the full length mirror. "They're called Mood Clamps. They change colour depending on how turned on you are." She put her arms around Kathy waist and began...
KEVIN Andrea’s spending the night with my sister. Most girls their age hardly have nipples, but Andrea’s are totally obvious when she’s adjusting her goofy nightcap, a Night-Before-Christmas type, except it’s not Christmas. Katie’s breasts, I know all about from wrestling around. When the three of us play Monopoly, the two complain I own too many hotels, so I make them loans to keep the game going. Banker Andrea in her nightgown has to lean forward to make change while Katie pretends to sort...
Aug 8, 2011 I tried to get this info into my biography - but couldn't. I've written a paperback book of three of my long stories that I normally sell separately at magselectronics.com There IS a great discount offered by the publisher, but only until August 12, 2011 If you're interested go to beastv.blogspot for details. I hope that you enjoy the following story. It's a lot different than my usual. Hugs Bea AUDITION FOR A KNIGHT By Bea The horseman appeared out...
A night with Knight by Ronde To: [email protected] From: [email protected] Subject: Our chat last night I enjoyed our chat last night. Think the other guys did too, if their comments were any basis to judge by. Bet you got a lot of offers after I left the room, but hope I’m the only one who got your email address. Sorry that your husband doesn’t have much time for you anymore. You sound like a beautiful lady, and beautiful ladies should never be ignored. Wish I could do something to make you...
I. The Message Paul Norton sat in his dimly-lit room somewhere in the suburbs of Boston. He looked outside and saw a blizzard pounding the neighborhood. White-skinned and with blond hair, Paul suffered from an overactive intelligence which compelled him to notice things that other people did not. He disliked authority’s instructions, and frequently called people names which they would not otherwise deserve. Fortunately, those same people had been understanding as Paul learned to keep his...
Jonathan grunted as he pulled himself up onto the stone ledge, his light armour rattling as he steadied himself and looked into the mouth of the cave. Here it was, he thought to himself. The dragon's cave. About six months ago, the young man had turned eighteen. Ever since he was a young boy, he wanted to be a knight. He had grown up idolising them, those armoured heroes who would fight for the king, protect the innocent, strike down villains. Everything that a knight was, everything...