©November 2001 by Bob Peale ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. Author's Note: This story is actually a rewrite of Karma & the Cowboy, written from the Cowboy's point of view at the author, HillbillyGirl's request. This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit without the written permission of the author. This story may be freely distributed with this notice...
I was definitely stumped. I didn't know how I was supposed to make it happen. Ever since we had been dating I knew you wanted to have sex with two men. It wasn't just the fantasy of having two men, but you wanted to do specific things. The sort of things I never considered until I met you. Now that I was more willing to do these things, you had become more a...
She called yesterday and told me that she is coming home today at 17 by train. It is almost 16. I need to take shower. "You go to her?" The mother asked me when I get from a shower. "And?" I asked and laugh. "You two decide once if you are couple or no. When you will get back?" "On Sunday!" I took a car keys and left the room. I got to a station just...
We were on the road from Mysore to Ooty in India. It is a beautiful road, with picturesque lodges along the road, and it passes through Karnataka's richest wildlife sanctuary. For miles, you can just see green trees, densely populating either side of the road. Deer, jackals, gaur (wild bison), peacocks, elephants, and sometimes even tigers can be seen on the...
She stepped from the car with her silky hair around her head like a halo, but this woman was definitely not an angel. My leash, rather firmly attached to my ever firm cock, pulled me out of the car. As my naked body stepped out into public I did not even show a sign of embarrassment. Mistress had trained me well over the last few weeks—at least I think the...
It was getting towards the end of the evening at The Crown. In fact last orders had already been called and we were contemplating having one more drink before heading home. We were sitting at a table in the corner, our usual spot. It was Friday night. We always met up on Friday nights for a drink together, the four of us. As was usual this time of the evenin...
While we were riding up to our suite, I studied the hotel poster advertising their dinner specials. Rex asked what I really liked and I told him that when Karl and I had celebrated our Twenty-fifth anniversary here. I got the oysters on the half-shell and fried soft crabs. Rex'd never had soft shells, but liked oysters. Rex has this disarming trait of lively...
Three years ago I was a domesticated housewife, a mother of three, and a full-time nurse. I grew up in the Midwestern culture that clearly defined my role as such. I did everything that was expected of me, even to a fault. But that was three years ago, before I reached the age that scientists tell us women achieve their peak. When Mother Nature took her cour...
There were three of them. Best friends since their early school years and still friends despite the trials and tribulations of adolescence, boyfriends, breaking up, and making up. They were all nineteen, with their birthdays within days of each other, something that had initially brought them together for joint parties and something that they'd always share....
My name is Fiona and I used to be more or less normal. If you've read my previous story (The Dilemma) you'll know that because of a situation that I got myself into I was forced to leave a stable life with my boyfriend because I basically handed him on a plate to my best friend Sonia who secretly adored him. I've asked her to write her story of that entire w...