The next moment he was off down the clinic hallway. I made my way to the outer office, walking in a happy daze. I walked out of the building and started the journey back to the hotel by foot. It was a beautiful day in Vegas -- in the high 60s and I wanted the exercise. I walked the 4 miles back to the hotel. During my walk I checked in with my wife. I told...
"Now John. When I say 'wake'." Jack says as he gets close, "You are going to confess to me that not only are you a straight, married man like you always have been. But you will also believe you are in devastating love with my genitals." "Yes Jack..." "Right then." Jack takes a step back and snaps his fingers "Wake!" SNAP! Jack blinks awake and glances do...
He doesn't know I've been watching him back. I feel badly about it most days; I watch him get shoved out of the way, I watch his books get smacked out of his hand, and I watch his underwear get pulled so far out of his pants it's a wonder the fabric doesn't rip. Part of me wants to interfere and consequences be damned, but the other part of me gets irritate...
"That's nice, Dale," I moaned as he sucked on my neck. My husband's right hand was between my legs. His wet finger pushed into my ass. My cell phone phone rang and it momentarily distracted me. I glanced at the screen. Damien. "Shit," I muttered. "Don't answer it," Dale growled. I ignored the phone and returned to making out with my husband. A minute lat...
"Baby Girl you're fine," he said confidently as he danced beside me with my sexy wife. I was used to her getting hit on, especially by black men. She had a beautiful round ass and a trim waist that drew admiring looks wherever we went and it attracted black men to her like a moth to a flame. But I wasn't used to the man being so blatantly aggressive with her...
See chapter 2 where my father-in-law fucks me while my wife is away on our honeymoon with her black lover. For those of you who wanted to know what happened to joanie in the final chapter of "It Could Be Worse", the mystery is solved. ***** Part 3: Tomorrow, I thought to myself happily. Lee Anne will be back tomorrow. And her black lover, Leshaun. I...
As we arrived at Larry and Ann's, I couldn't believe how anxious I was to see Larry again and to meet this man, Mark, who had so dominated their lives that they would both allow him to "mark" them as his personal property. A month ago I was just an average guy with a steady girlfriend with perhaps a much better than average sex life. But all that changed as...
All characters are older than 18. ***** Frank. I was 20, and he, 20 years older. At first he only seemed like the usual strict dad, who hated me for influencing his son to the wicked ways. I wasn't that bad, but he saw something in me. Something invasive. I didn't have much choice where hot dads were concerned. The hotter the dad, the most intrusive my e...
Like any twenty-two year-old guy whose girlfriend had just dumped him, I was at a bar, drowning my sorrows. I didn't know the bar. Not wanting to run into any acquaintances, I'd picked a dive a few miles from my neighborhood. I'm not much for hard liquor, so I was slugging down beers and spending almost as much time going back and forth to the john as drinki...
All characters are over 18. This story contains bisexual and cuckolding activity as well as fetishistic name-calling. If you don't enjoy these things, this might not be the story for you. *** Porn seduced me early in life and, even as a married man, it commands part of my loyalty to this day. It happened that I became bored, or maybe just desensitized, to...