The four of us returned to our respective rooms. Shari and I laid down, we put our noses together and stared into each other's eyes without saying a word. We wrapped our bodies together and kissed softly for a while, but it wasn't long before we both fell asleep. The next morning, we woke up to Dawn bringing coffee to our bed. "Parasailing starts in about a...
*AUTHOR'S NOTE: this story won't make much sense unless you've already read Part I. ***** The fateful day finally arrived. "Mark, what should I wear?" her text read that morning. I sighed heavily at my phone. The dreaded question. Seriously. Why do girls ever ask guys this question?!? We are just going to shrug our shoulders or say something you don't wan...
People always tell you to be yourself. And you should. But not for the sentimental reasons you see splashed across some nymphette's Instagram feed. No, you need to live your life your way because whatever life you live, you have to live it. Whatever fallout comes from the actions you take, you have to deal with them. If you let other people make your decisio...
I fell for Becky the first time I saw her way back in high school. I was a senior and she was a junior that had just transferred in from another part of the state when her family moved here. She was walking with Lucy, a gal I had dated once the year before. Becky was blond, blue eyed, big chested, and cute as hell. She wasn't what most guys would call a hard...
1. You still remember the moment she first noticed him on the dance floor. After all, how could you forget? The way she looked at him - that brief yet unmistakable flash of fire in her eyes - it was the glance that started everything. You and Tina were already feeling floaty from the molly. The headlining DJ had just taken the stage, and the festival g...
Waking up in another man's arms seemed strange to Margo Needy, it had been awhile. Not since her late husband Darryl had she felt so relaxed and cozy. Having slept with nineteen year old Cabot Ross all night after they had showered together. they both talked until they passed out. Margo first having dosed up on muscle relaxers. The scent of a man left her sp...
"Home Baked" Do I have fun retelling the stories I give to you? Yes, I do. When I look at my notes even now, nostalgia comes in like a sweet aroma. In this regard, it would smell like Grandma's homemade goodies. These...and a little extra. I'll discuss about it later. Right now, I want to introduce you to one of the nurses up at Camp Hattawata Clinic. I'll...
Author's Notes: Recently, TheMarlboroMan, one of my favorite authors, has introduced right-wing politics into his stories. The overall political bent got me thinking about stereotypes and how they might play out within the cuckold lifestyle. As I outlined this story, Chris, a Trump supporter and Rush Limbaugh fan and his business partner Ben, a long time B...
"Nope. This isn't totally spooky. Not even the tiniest bit." I couldn't help but feel the tiniest bit apprehensive as Scott and I's car jumped and jostled along the small, dirt road. It was already dark out, and we were too far in among the trees to really be able to see any lights from nearby streets or houses. But this was apparently the right way to go!...
My first idea was to target Ling in our neighborhood. I was trying to make sure I ran into Ling while walking around in the neighborhood. It took nearly a week for me to get to know her schedule to walk the dog or visit the park, but I finally ran into her on a Tuesday. We chatted a bit and decided to have lunch on Friday. Ling is a visual sensation. She is...