**After extensive complaining that people believe this is a cuckolding story, I wanted to clarify my intentions. This story may take one of several directions. I most expect it to go down a forced sex or BDSM path. It started out as such. It is based on an old story I wrote where the wife is abducted as part of a forced sex fantasy. If it does go down one of...
Sameer was from North India but lived in USA for long time. We were both colleagues long time back but later we parted and I settled in Boston. Recently Sameer contacted me and was planning to move to Boston and so he was coming to Boston for an Interview. When he told me that wanted to stay in a hotel I made him stay in my house for the few days that he was...
It was a dream come true. The opportunity of a lifetime for a biochemist and quite literally the coolest job in existence. She stopped for a second to catch her breath and let her gaze sweep back in the direction of the elevated main section of the Amundsen-Scott Antarctica Research Station – her home for three awesome months so far. A two-story research co...
"Is this a dildo?" asked Clara, holding the smooth, stainless steel tube tentatively by the base. "Better," Shawnee replied. "A vibrator. Haven't you seen one before?" Clara shook her head, her shoulder length reddish blonde hair flicking lightly over the high cheekbones flushed red by embarrassment. She was sleeping overnight at her best friend's home, so...
12 for fun, and one for love, I thought. A Baker's Dozen. Seriously? Aidin must have a wicked sense of irony, I thought. The events of the evening were mostly pushed out of my mind. I did my best to wrap my head around this idea of goddesses, gifts, and all the sex I could want. I knew that, back in ancient Greece and Rome especially, the gods and goddesses...
It all began last summer when I got a new job. I was 24 years old, had a new job in a new office with new people and was loving life. I began the day just like any other while at a new job, getting to know my new co-workers, learning where everything was in the office, and beginning to my new job responsibilities... rather mundane if you ask me, but that's t...
“Come to me,” I told her over the phone. It wasn’t a request, or something simply said, it was a command. I knew she was sitting on the other end of the connection twisting her chestnut brown hair in her fingers, slowly pulling the soft curls taunt nervously. “You know I can’t sir,” she whimpered, “I’m still married, I take that seriously sir, and besides...
Chapter 2: The Open Road Recommended music for this story: "Nausea", by Beck "John Kerry is a slick, conniving son of a bitch." Or at least, that's what the message of the political ad on my TV seemed to be trying to get across. "JESUS H. CHRIST!" I shouted, throwing a fruit loop at the television. My roommate, Mike Sars, turned and looked at me. "What...
Finally, she thought to herself nervously, the workday was over and she was about to do something naughty and even sinful after eight years of marriage and fidelity. Approaching thirty, her male co-workers and noticed she looked sexier every day, especially her boss who was known as a puss hound, and was rumored to have bedded most of the good looking wom...
"I know what you two did." Tina said aloud, "How could you do that?" To tell the truth, saying that while standing in front of my mirror in my apartment, I was a lot braver in voicing my feelings. I wanted to say it that way, I wanted to tell Carol and Tim what they did was wrong. I wanted to tell them that it was immoral. I wanted to tell them that having...