After six straight days of rain I awoke to the warm, radiant sun seductively kissing my face. As I rose out of bed I put my hand over my eyes to shield myself from its intense, but welcoming glare. It had been two weeks since I walked in and caught Brad face down in another woman's crotch and I was way overdue for a good fuck and for that I needed a willing...
This story is pure fiction. The characters in the story are people from real life and most of the surroundings are very real. However, nothing that transpires between them in the story is real; even if it were they would have never admitted it. This a cuckold story. A cuckold is a husband who receives vicarious pleasure from his partner having sex with othe...
Jason raced into the employment office fifteen minutes late and sweating bullets. It was bad enough that he was twenty-four years old, still living with his mother and hadn't had a job since graduating from high school. But to make matters worst, his mother had threatened that if he didn't get a job by the end of the week she was going to throw him out. He i...
As trysts go, this particular one was off to a bad start. Already Rachael had whacked her shin on an amp, and there was a distinctly unpleasant odor emanating from the small bathroom. But as she looked forward at the man who was holding her hand, tugging her back to the dim bunk at the back, her stomach fluttered and her hormones soared. She hadn't intended...
Adrienne is so unlike my wife; she isn't a slick model type. She has an earthy farm-look, large boobs and a low hanging ass. I found her look so sensual, and was frightened because I have fantasized fucking her. Oh, did I forget to mention that I had never cheated. We were four couples playing tennis at our friend's home. During the game, Adrienne went to h...
This story is based upon a high school fantasy of mine. Both of the characters are over the age of 18. Their names are pure fiction. ***** CHAPTER ONE - AN UNEXPECTED GUEST On an early May afternoon I was at home, trying to do my homework. I was in my last year of high school, and I was dreaming of the fall when I would attend State University, located so...
I drift endlessly through my dreams. A place no more real then any other in my imagination, but one that seems just as solid and real as the wold in which I spend my day to day life. I wiggle my toes; the sand is soft and warm. I lift my face to the breeze and can feel the gentle kiss of the salt air. The scent of the ocean fills my senses, and I find mysel...
Saturday We rose for breakfast on Saturday, but there was no smell of food; only percolating coffee. We all converged in the kitchen for cereal and milk, with beverage choices of juice or coffee, or both. Everyone ate their fill, lingering over more coffee. We all went about our morning routines. I heard the maid, from my spot in the basement at the pool t...
Just look at her. She doesn't seem to do anything anymore except sit in front of the TV in her sweats and tanktops eating her favorite chips. It's been months now since my wife and I have had any sort of sexual contact. We will cuddle on the couch while we watch TV sometimes and in bed before we go to sleep, but anytime my hand so much as strays anywhere n...
Sandy, Richard's relief driver, called Friday to tell Richard that she had put her little girl in the hospital early Wednesday morning, told her why and then added that she was just home to take a shower. "This is the first time I've left her since Wednesday," she said. "You can imagine what I look like by now! "Oh honey, I can better imagine how you must s...