Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Heart pounding I am finally standing naked in front of my wife wearing only a cock cage. "What the fuck is that" she looks at me in disbelief. "A cock cage; it's a CB-6000." I reply as bravely as I can. "Okay...why the fuck are you wearing it?" Well, the thing is I kind of mastu...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** I awoke the next morning to my cock trying to break free from it's cage. As I started to move I realised Mel was laying across my chest. As I laid there I pondered my predicament. Last night I wanted out of the cage, Mel asked me to wait. She also changed her mind and NOW wants...
--Cassie and I have graduated and it is now our summer before college. We never returned to the spa, but continued to have sex the same as before we went. Cassie decided we needed some excitement and booked us a trip to a small island resort hotel.-- The plane had just landed and we were all taking our bags out. On the plane all ages and kinds of people arr...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** As I laid on the floor of my marital bedroom. Lube oozing out my ass, dried pussy juicy and semen on my face. I thought about the shit I was in. How Cassie had tricked me. How did I never notice that side of her before? How it was all Mel's fault for telling her. But more impo...
After doing countless (I lost count) edits of my upcoming novel, I decided to apply what I learned to make my old stories easier to read. This is the first. * Cassie came into our lives a little under twelve years ago, a refugee from the SPCA. She was docile and loving. In the beginning she didn't bark. She was afraid, though we didn't know it. Approach h...
I opened my eyes, still hazy. I feel Mel's dildo slowly leave my ass. "You want a go?" Mel asks Steph. "Fuck yeah!" Steph squeals. Steph slides herself of the dildo strapped to my head. Her pussy is gaping. "Good job, whiteboi." She pats my head as she walks past. Mel leans over and untied the mask from my head. "Fuck this thing is filthy!" Steph...
The Subject 2: Further Research Chapter One Prologue The young scientist, her eyes intently staring into the miasma of numbers flashing across the screen before her, sighed dejectedly. Why wasn't the damnable thing working? She thought, and ran her hands through her dark brown hair. "Rita," she said, not looking up from the computer read-out, "run serie...
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = It's so nice to be insaneNo one asks you to explainRadio by your side, Angie Baby Angie Baby, you're a special ladyLiving in a world of make-believeWell, maybe... Well, maybe... From the song "Angie Baby" written by Alan O'Day and sung by Helen Reddy in 1974 This series of stories is inspired f...
"The process," Dr. Willover spoke into her lapel mike as she made minor adjustments on the computer, "while not perfected is, I believe, in the final stages of development." The doctor adjusted her glasses, peered at the display. The wire frame image of the cat reflected in her emerald eyes. Satisfied by what she saw, she continued speaking, causing the idle...
As I sat in the basement...the dungeon, contemplating my new life as "Trisha." Mel's anger. She knows about Cassie. How my life is forever changed, I ask myself "was it worth it?" The door creaks open. Someone begins to descend down the stairs. It's Cassie, holding a cup and saucer. "Tut tut tut, Pet. Who's been a naughty little sissyboi." She purrs while...