Jennifer woke me when she squirmed out from under my slack body. We were glued together with dried sweat and semen, and Jennifer giggled as our skins peeled apart. "What a mess I am!" she said, looking at her come-encrusted body in the overhead mirror. "If anyone were to see me they would think that I had just been fucked!" She touched her little pussy tenta...
We had no idea where this might lead although we both felt we were on a slippery slope. Yet it was a slippery slope of our own making and we both knew the next step would place us on the cusp of the slide, the point of no return. Hand in hand we took one more step. Who are we? We are two humans on a path to one of two destinations. One destination means our...
Sometimes I get in the mood to suck a dick but I’ve never considered myself gay. I’m @ the very least bisexual but I don’t like to limit myself to that either because I think it restricts my sexuality. I get turned on watching all types of sexual situations that you could think of; just let your imagination determine what that means. On that particular Sat...
This story illustrates my most recent tease, denial, and cuckold fantasy told from the woman's point of view. If you dislike stories where the women are strong and dominant and the men serve and are submissive, then go find another story to read and criticize. As I reflect on the last two years, I realize that I'm lucky to have a man in my life that loves...
Dr. Scott Gardner parked his beemer in the valet parking at the executive golf club. The door was opened for him and he stepped out, handing the young man his key. He shoved the redemption tag into his pocket and walked into the club's lobby. Presenting his invitation, he was directed to the banquet room where one of the local universities was holding its pr...
Continued from where we left off in part 2. For everyone who read this and liked it, favorited it, left a comment, or sent me a message: thank you, you inspire me to keep writing. If there's anything you'd like to see here, or questions in general, please don't hesitate to reach out. Peace! ***** Somewhere in the night I must've rolled off you, I woke up b...
As the week went on Ann called Mary twice a day sometimes more than twice. She continued to ask and beg and then she got mad and yelled for her best friend to meet her at the Marriott Sunday after Bud went golfing. Almost demanding now, Ann told Mary she owe her for all the times she did things for her she really didn't want to do. She told Mary she had to b...
Hello! Thank you to everyone for your feedback! I know its a long time between updates. Life decided to dump a bunch of stuff on me this month, but I do plan on finishing this story. Anyways, here is chapter 6. Its short but sweet, which means chapter 7 will follow shortly! Enjoy! -Aeli **** I woke up at 3am in Alex's bed. I hadn't meant to sleep there f...
As I had expected the week of Mary Ann and Steve's trip to Hedonism in Jamaica was one of pure hell for me, yet shaded with a thrilling angst that only a cuckold can experience. Yet, was I really a cuckold or simply a guy who had lost his girl to another man? I had listened and learned that night at Steve's house of Mary Ann's intense craving for his sex, wh...
Where the hell am I? That was Ray's first thought when he opened his eyes Sunday morning. Such initial queries were not unusual for him, and so he wasn't much troubled by this one. Let's see. Comfy green flannel sheets, antique mirrored armoire by the bed . . . oh, but of course, Camille's house. * Mystery solved. Ray did a quick systems check: no new pains,...