It began with a relatively innocent prank. It was as innocent as pranks between old friends go. Matt and Dave were lousy drinkers and just could not manage to keep up with me some times. I had come from an Irish family and had been drinking since I was 10 or 11 years old. A few tours in the army added to my tolerance to heavy drinking. Matt and Dave always d...
I've never been much of a "ladies man" but I've had a couple girlfriends over the years, however, things have been pretty uneventful for me in the last few months. I work nights and live alone, and have never had any desire to go out and find a "hook up" or go out to a bar or anything without going with a bunch of friends. So basically, I don't like talking...
I was the typical, horny, eighteen-year-old back in the late sixties. It was a warm Spring Saturday evening in southern Michigan. My girlfriend and I had recently broken up, and I was looking for someone to take her place. Jim, my long time friend, and I had been riding around doing a whole lot of nothing that night, and it was getting late. We were about...
“Are you sure you want to go through with this?” Kirsten regarded the woman in front of her. The woman was tall and willowy, elegant in a dark business suit and holding herself with a pride that was at odds with the tears streaming gently down her face. She dabbed ineffectively at them with a handkerchief. Kirsten got a sense of someone who hadn’t become us...
The short synopsis of this story to date is included below, but reading the previous chapters may help. Also, in this chapter, I explore something else that was recommended by a reviewer. ***** This is the continuing story of a cuckquean, my wife, Ann. She had been reading cuckold stories on line and decided that she was a cuckquean, a kind of female cucko...
I walked into the house and made my way to the bedroom. My husband Jack got out of bed wearing just boxers. I could see his hard-on pushing against them as he walked up to me asking how was dinner. If I could just tell him the only thing I ate was cock but He was kissing me even before I could respond. His hand reached down to touch my belly as I felt a kick...
My wife, Lorraine, graduated from college a semester ahead of me. She planned a little better than I did; a pattern that continues to this day. At that time, to save money, we were renting a room in a house with a bunch of other people. It was nice. It was within walking distance of the university. Lorraine had become very good friends with one of the wome...
I get dressed in my tan, gray, black and white camouflage pants, a black t-shirt and black boots. I put my hair up in a pony tail and pull it through my camouflage baseball cap. I go out to the living room and see my slave sitting on the couch. As he sees me coming out of the room, he smiles widely at how I am dressed and knows that he is probably in for it...
It hardly seemed real to me as I pulled into a quiet suburban neighborhood. I double checked the directions I had written down and glanced up at the street sign. Just a few more blocks and I would be at their house. The couple whom I had agreed to serve for the weekend. I would be serving as their personal maid and sex slave, letting them use me however they...
"Oh hello, Sir, so glad you could make it", Poonam came up to me as I entered the party with Preity and Amrita on either side of me. Even though technically Poonam was what you'd call a yesteryear heroine, she was still very beautiful especially her face and her expressive eyes. Her long hair were loose on her back today as she approached me wearing a pink c...