Three weeks had passed since Jamie had visited us and left me fucked and full of his cum. Katie had been so turned on by what had occurred that she became obsessive almost about me being taken anally by another man, even saying that she didn't need to be there, just knowing what was happening was enough. I could understand what she meant as I felt the same w...
I wander the streets, aimless, lost...uncomfortably numb. Not even the warm night air, kissed by summer, can break the spell. I know I am woman, but something in me has forgotten what that means. I have breasts, but I do not feel them. I have a pussy, but I do not touch it. That is what he has done to me. Only twenty-six years old and I feel empty, as th...
"Melissa, I get the feeling there's something you're not telling me." My wife of fifteen years was acting strange. Usually, she wasn't the type to clam up about anything, but for some reason she looked uncomfortable whenever I said anything about Andre, this new assistant of hers at her office. He had only been working for her for about a month, but obvious...
If you are reading this from the location of my publishing you would know this is a wife sharing/cuckolding story. If you're not into stories with this kind of content please politely move on as this isn't for you. If you're the type of psycho that just likes to write ignorant comments without an explanation or helpful advice: get fucked idiot!! For the rest...
Pauline from Canterbury, Kent, UK Interviewed in Charing Cross Hotel, London 22 February 1994 Tape transcribed in Sept 2000 [Name changed and photograph missing.] Interviewer Hello. Thanks for coming. I think it's been a little easier for you than me, today. My first train was cancelled; not just delayed! I hope you don't mind the late start for our meet...
My life with Carla began when we met in college. It was 1967 and I was a second year student working on a math degree. Carla was in her first year and working on what would eventually be a history degree. We met at a sit-in when she tripped over my legs. They were quite long since I am six feet, four inches, tall. She sat next to me and I apologized for havi...
"What the hell happened?" are the last words Steve McQueen playing the character of a rather naïve sailor in the movie Sand Pebbles uttered as he lay dying. I have wondered from time to time what the hell happened, but then I know if I only pause long enough to think about it much. I was taken as a bride by a man near twice my age when I was 18 years old. A...
"What's your name?" Simon asks kneeling down in the wet muck. He lets his knee hover just off the ground. Looking into the lean-to of shipping pallets and scrap plastic sheeting he see a pair of eyes looking back at him from a face lost mostly in shadow. The smell of the place is horrific but he's known worse. He receives no answer. Taking his backpack...
(It has been a while since I brought out the parts of this series. It would be wise for the reader to read both My Barista;Single Shot and My Barista;Double Shot prior to reading this in order for it to make sense.) * Cathy stayed with us for a while after the experience with my wife and I. It was wonderful waking up every morning to a fine woman who made...
This is a bit of a weird story, to say the least. It's got elements of true tales to it. It's part fantasy part reality. Truth is, I like being someone's fantasy girl; but what happens when that desire becomes insatiable? * You want to know why I started texting you? Why I started sending you partial nudes and telling you all my dirtiest fantasies? Let's...