This story, though a fantasy, contains much that is not fiction. Hope you will enjoy it for what it is and use it as basis for your own fantasies. As it is my first published story, I would love to hear your comments. Prelude: My wife and I had been talking about letting me witness her cuckold me for ages. However, she was adamant that she didn't want to d...
It was Friday 12pm and James arrived at LaGuardia airport all ready to board his Delta Airways flight to Boston. He was due to go away for the weekend on business and he was not happy about it. He was not happy about it at all. And the cause for his unhappiness was solely down to one person: his beautiful young wife, Victoria. Victoria, his 21 year old blond...
I was so excited I was almost giddy. Mt darling wife, Carrie is vanilla in the extreme, but she had finally decided to take a walk on the wild side. She had decided she would try a threesome with Master and I and now that the big night was here I was over the moon. We had spent a good portion of the afternoon getting ready. We had both showered and carefully...
Continuation of a true story with slight addition to number of guys that used Valerie, please read chapter 01. ***** Valerie pulled up outside the Zebra club in a spot marked solely for staff use, getting out of her brand new Mercedes A class car hoping in time to move up to a C class but taking longer than she thought after her husband found out she was p...
When I met my husband he already owned a nice house and earned a decent income - just the sort of man I was looking for who could give me a good standard of living and an easy life. I've always been a horny bitch and a complete slut, particularly with big cocked black men, and had no intention of giving up that side of my life! So whilst my future husband w...
The Day of the Ceremony is Finally Here Part 7 As I drove home from work, I could not stop thinking about how our lives as slave and slut had escalated so quickly. What felt like days ago, I was a powerful executive about to obtain my new and even more respected position, but instead I was driving home soaked in my colleagues urine as the new office demoral...
My master dresses me in the morning. Black pumps, black pencil skirt, and a black turtleneck to conceal my collar. She washes me, shaves my legs. Puts on my lipstick. My glasses. We look like any other professional couple riding the train to work. My master reads the paper and I play hearts on my phone. The jostling makes the anal beads sing inside me. She...
"Master Millar, you know I am your man. I'm doing my best. But the men aren't happy and they're not listening. They want better conditions, Master. They're talking strike." John Lachey held his hat in his hands and hoped that the Master would give him some kind of concession or offering to take back to his disgruntled mill workers before the threat of strike...
(Author's note: This story features willing cuckoldry, breeding, inferiority complex, cuckold chastity and an age gap. If any of these fetishes do not float your boat, please feel free to click away. You have been forewarned! Advanced vocabulary has been intentionally used here to complement the historical setting. It is not meant to be condescending. Th...
This story is inspired by the same couple that supplied the artwork. For the purposes of this story we'll call them, Mr. and Mrs. VoyToy. This story is an attempt to write one of their fantasy BDSM adventures. I hope you enjoy it and I'm sure you will enjoy their artistic depiction of the story!! Please leave comments, as The VoyToys will undoubtedly read th...