This is the second of 6 separate stories that was taken from a much larger piece. They take place on the same day, at the same time, during the same snow storm. Since each is a story all its own, it doesn't matter which one you read first. WK * Gino Maretti smiled as he hung up the phone. So many people had called out for his shift, that they canceled it....
Disclaimer: this story involves cuckolding. *** The next day, Chris texted Katie to see how things turned out. Katie laughed it off, telling him that I had forgiven her. Chris said he was happy to give her what she needed whenever she wanted. She told him she'd let him know. Katie showed me the texts soon after. Because Chris was her ex-boyfriend, I was f...
Episode 2 - Suzie and Jessica Bradley had worn his cock cage for five days since he spent the night with his new girlfriend/domme Suzie. He looked forward to the forthcoming evening, when he would experience the firm hand of Suzie's girlfriend Jessica. Suzie immediately told him to strip when he came over. He looked at the two excited dommes as they watche...
The other night I was feeling frisky and decided to try my luck at a new bar that had opened up. Some friends that had gone there told me it was really hopping and was jammed packed full of willing ladies. I took a shower and put on my coolest threads, splashing my favorite cologne on I headed out the door. Knowing I was going to have a few I left my car in...
My friend Paul organized a surprise birthday party for me inviting friends of mine who I thought he didn't know. I think first I'll tell you about how he made the contacts to do it and then about the birthday party itself (which as you probably guessed involved my birthday suit). A few weeks before the party, I was talking to Paul on the phone and mentioned...
I'm not a big enough creep to stare and drool or follow a nice booty around...but if it happens to be in front of me, of course I'm going to look. But on this fateful day, I happened to be on an elliptical behind the wrong booty (or, I suppose, the right one, depending on your penchant for being objectified by objects). I watch her in her black leggings, ste...
Days went by before they really spoke again. He was afraid that the sex-in-the-office-on-the-desk thing was too cliche, not risqué enough for her. Sure it was hot as hell and he would certainly do it again in a heartbeat, but women. He couldn't quite figure them out. This one especially. She was different. Smart, professional (usually) good at her job, good...
Maestro and I went to the movies to celebrate my first paycheque. Maestro, in style as always, was dressed in a look only he could pull off. He wore a black designer wool coat, sparkly green sequined St. Patrick's Day hat, custom-designed punk rocker shoes, and topped off with a fuschia scarf and matching a true iconoclast, Maestro makes my pussy dripping we...
Always furtive, always changing unseen in the locker room, always avoiding public restrooms: this was his life. At just under four inches at full erection, technically, he had a micro penis. Otherwise, he appeared normal, even masculine. He was nearly six feet tall, but shut out of the world of normal men, or so he felt. It seemed such a shame; he wasn't bad...
Meryl wandered along the beach in front of me, the cheeks of her fulsome backside squirming inside her bikini bottoms with each step, her long brown hair cascading down her back, almost touching the enticing cleft of her buttocks, barely revealed by the skimpy swimsuit bottoms. I was in heaven, and could not have been happier, following the love of my life...