Eric looked at the list of names and weighed the options. His wife had submitted her favorites, and he had submitted his. Turns out that they did in fact have some overlap. "Four people that we agreed on out of us both going on dates with at least twenty people." "It would be amazing if we could have all four... but really we wouldn't be able...
I set up my camera on a high edge that overlooked the stream and its surrounding banks, and started recording. It was a beautiful day in late March, and I still had the better part of an hour before the sun set. All day I had been hiking along a trail around the park looking for scenic spots to shoot. I was putting together a showcase to use as part of my re...
I had just graduated from high school. High school had been a fair academic success, but a huge social flop. I had been to two parties and had three dates, each with a different, and somewhat discouraging, girl. It did not help being poor and not so attractive. The girls liked the guys with cars and cash, even if they might be short in the looks department....
Cuckold Story. No claim is made to the medical accuracy of anything in this story. Anything and everything will be exaggerated for dramatic effect. It was a conflux of important events. My co-worker Pedro was turning 25 years old. The "quarter century" mark. Now this guy is an insufferable asshole. Common with co workers, but Pedro.....is also my wife's...
“I’m a little sleepy,” I said. “I was in line at Best Buy at 4:00 in the morning so I could get some really great bargains.” “You did not,” said Sandy, in challenging disbelief. “Of course not. Nobody in my family has ever looked for a bargain in their lives.” We went to the King of Prussia Mall, so many...
Maman Brigette: a selection of entries from the journal of Gerard D'Estaing, mid-shipman on the slave ship 'Le Saphir' . Sanatorium for the Insane, Paris, 2 Feb 1788 I cursed the day that I met Captain Bernard Dugarry. What a fateful decision, made over too many cognacs in a tavern in La Rochelle, though it seemed the right one at the time. I had been disc...
I sat on my haunches beside her favorite chair. The room was quite dark, except for the sliver of light streaming through the almost closed curtain. I have been waiting like this for over an hour. Sitting. Waiting. Anticipating her arrival. She promised me a gift if I did everything to her satisfaction. Like a child in a candy store, my mind filled with a th...
The first powerful stroke makes her cry out. The second splits her cervix. She cums on the third. A deep, thrumming that begins in her toes and runs in a rope through her head before shooting off into space. She begs and pleads. She babbles. She closes her eyes and she cums over and over. Harder and harder. Sometimes they walk. Hand in hand, strolling like...
I sat at baggage claim, logged into CHYOA like an idiot. I had wanted to write more, but instead I was reading Nina's Adventures by Inked. My manhood raged inside of my jeans as I waited. I couldn't go to the bathroom because the flight would land any minute. As if on cue, the arrival/departure board flipped to show the plane I had been waiting on had landed...
This is a collaborative narration, a joint effort of me and my cyber-lover Christine, both consenting adults in their late 30's. It's narrated in Christine's version, as she's the one who started it. I took it up somewhere in between, continuing it in her version. It would be fun if the readers can find out where exactly Christine's narration ends, and mine...