Note - this is a multi chapter story of a series of events in the life of a married couple. The story involves female led marriage, BDSM, cuckolding, and extreme humiliation. If these themes offend you, stop now! *** Chapter 3 - Wedding Night Victor and Linda had looked forward to their wedding anniversary party, an intimate affair with close friends and...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of gay male sexual content. * Steve was a powerfully built man, about 5'8," in his early 40's. He was at the gym using a bicep curl machine when a man walked by. Steve, with a sheen of sweat on his face, glanced at him and noticed the "necklace" he was wearing. Except it wasn't a necklace; it was a short length of...
My name is Mary and I am 45 years old. I am ok looking, nothing that spells out sexuality in any obvious way. My life changed dramatically last year when my husband Mike started to work as an accountant for an all female sex toy company; that is owned and managed by Lisa who is a very sexual and sexy young lady. Lisa is 26 years old; tall and thin. She ha...
Byron Leicester had a difficult time visiting his strange Aunt Galena Twysel. Auntie Gal was actually only about sixty-three years old and damned good looking for that. The doctors said she had early Alzheimer's, though this mystified Byron as his aunt still lived in her own house, did her gardening and shopping. "But don't upset her or offend her" his m...
The Early Season "The new boat comes today" M. Fulbright Penopskott commented to Dawn as he squirmed on the bed. Dawn nodded, and continued her trail of flicks against M.Fulbright's suffering shaft. Dawn leaned closer, staring intently under her platinum blonde bangs, as her pink nails painted to match her tube top poked and stroked M. Fulbright's purplis...
The next morning, Andy woke up early and grabbed a quick breakfast in the hotel before heading to the shuttle. The volunteer cleanup crew consisted of locals and tourists, about half of both. They drove an hour and a half from Montego Bay through the mountains to the town of Crawford on the other side of the small island. The devastation wasn't the worst An...
Lena dropped out of the helicopter and glided down and into the crowd, landing softly, despite dropping some thirty meters, though her large bare breasts whacked her in the face as she crouched to dissipate the momentum. Everywhere around, there were piles of flesh and blood, the likes of which were rarely seen outside the most brutal of televised massacres...
(This story is based on true events, as recorded in the journal of Mitch in this story. It is dramatized, of course, but the story is as true as his record of it.) The summer after I graduated high school started off looking very much like a dud. I had a job, but it was lame and with the economy taking a dive, there weren't so many hours to be had, so I was...
Selenis smiled as she watched poor Blythe standing naked, holding the huge beach ball above her head. The beach ball was almost weightless, but keeping it up there certainly wasn't that easy, after twenty minutes, now, was it! Selenis of course was gloriously attired in a pink bikini, her curly carrot top bouncing off her shoulders. Selenis was Blythe's h...
"I'm not even sure why I'm here." Reba said, trying to smile. In her early forties, Reba had curly dark hair and was somewhat curvaceous, but the sort that dressed sensibly to avoid the censure of her peers. Chianti had met Reba when they'd been taking an Italian cooking course together at Mallard Creek Community College, just across Buttermilk Bridge. It...