This has cuckold, pregnancy and voyeur themes. A reader of mine from India, G, requested a story and supplied the basic plot-points of a newlywed Indian couple who's wife is seduced by an older white neighbor. If you think you might like it, I hope you enjoy. My name is Mohit. I work as an engineer in Silicon Valley for a large chip-maker. I've lived in...
Prologue An eighteen year old Charlie sat on the side of his bed holding his head in his hands. He was an emotional mess, crying and laughing in turn. The only thing he knew for sure was that he was alive. God, how could he go on. In the next room he could hear the racket the old bed made as his parents pounded each other with the violence of their love mak...
Chapter Two: Meeting New Friends Ted Lisa opened the door and I carried her across the threshold while she laughed merrily. The crewman assigned to help us pushed the cart loaded with our luggage into the Presidential Suite on the Deep Blue Sea. A quick glance at the living room confirmed Gretchen had been right to say there would be plenty of room for the...
Wendy Chapter 7 According to Mrs. P I went to the flower shop that Saturday morning on the pretense of paying the bill for the floral arrangements that had been delivered to my home a few days before. But that was not my main purpose in dropping by the shop. I had waited until Saturday morning to settle the bill because I knew Cotton would be there and I wa...
We made it back home without any major incidents, as long as you call seeing a party of moving Indians on the horizon minor. I'm sure they saw us because there is no way a wagon could move across that dry country without raising a dust cloud and Indians were nothing if not alert for movement around them. I swear they could spot a baby rabbit two miles away!...
Chapter Fifteen – The Grand Duke's Favorite By the end of 1753, The Grand Duke was becoming increasingly concerned about the disappearance of the Cult of the Ancients. Their absence meant an end to the vaccination campaigns against smallpox and other illnesses. The mortality rate among the villages due to lack of medical services already was worsening, acco...
Jack sits motionless trying not to gag from the strong smell of the odd thin man who is arguing loudly over the phone and paying little attention to the road. The language the driver is using is completely foreign to him, and Jack feels that fate has somehow placed him in this cab ride from hell. As he tries to tone out the arguing driver Jack tells himself...
This story is based on fact and personal experience. Big Cock Fantasy readers will be familiar with the emerging character of Gaynor. As always, I hope you have a stimulating read. Comments are appreciated. ~~~~~~~ NOW OVER dinner - one of Veronica's casserole creations which pleased the taste buds but left me in the dark as to all of its ingredients - s...
This story is told backwards. From Dusk to Dawn By Desdmona "He's coming home today," Matt said in hushed, almost reverent tones. He looked stronger than he sounded. His Henley shirt, tucked neatly into his jeans, hugged his chest. His square jaw-line looked like chiseled stone, but softer. He opened his arms in invitation, and I r...
A truth, by Tommy Blue-Genes. There have been so many airports this year. First Phoenix, then London, then Glasgow—-and finally, Boston. Travel like I'm running away from something, or like I'm finally free. Or maybe it's the same thing. Tonight is a bad night though, and the voices in my head won't shut up. I can't sleep, so instead, I'll sit here at th...