The following is based upon a true story with exaggerations added to enhance the story interest: I write love songs so here goes. ***** Story: Kinky voyeur husband-Watching the wife seduced- It all started one day when I made the mistake of bringing a big, handsome, rouged looking friend home from work with me that looked like the twin brother of my wife'...
For two years I had been dating Jake [when we finally met up again after randomly running into one another at a filthy hole in the wall bar where he apparently worked] and even though we were only dating, he was exclusive and I had pretty much hung up my hunting, fishing, trapping hobbies for fresh meat over a year ago. Our sex life was fantastic but lately...
Kathy knocked on the door, presently her lover opened it, and she walked in through the door with the stained glass that made a multicoloured pattern on the tiled floor. An unbidden thought flashed through her mind. "I will miss this," she thought as she walked through the pools of coloured lights as they flashed and danced on her ankles and feet. "Come on...
The odds were ten thousand to one against it happening, but I got caught with another woman. Not caught in the act, but close enough and the sad fact was that it was not my doing or my fault. Well, that isn't exactly true, there was a small window of time when I could have stopped things but I didn't. What happened was that I had flown to New York for a bu...
There is no sex in this story. It's a simple tale about family loyalties strained to the breaking point. It might seem a bit silly to some, and some will say it was nobody's business, but not as silly as what I first intended. Besides, loving families stick together. Sometimes that means that love hurts and sometimes it means confronting someone you love bef...
Author's note: There are tons of stories on here featuring the "girls night out" trope. Most of these stories have a husband that figures it out far too late or knows what's going to happen and just sends a PI to take pictures. I don't understand it. If you know she's going to cheat, and hasn't yet, why not stop it? If you know a line was crossed, why not pu...
This is a different ending to the GeorgeAnderson story "February Sucks". I think there's already been five or six. Every time I got close to trying to submit this, another one was published. I saw one commenter say to let the story die. I hope that doesn't discourage someone else from trying. This is my first submission. This story intrigued me and bothere...
I remember it like it was yesterday. I mostly remember the sounds. The laughter of all my classmates and so-called friends. The smacking together of bodies. The primal moans. But even stronger than the sounds, I remember the humiliation of my school bully fucking my sister in front of everybody that was there to celebrate my birthday with me. The story is t...
Wendy was slightly early for her appointment. She walked up the stairs in what had started life as a Georgian Townhouse and was now home to a collection of offices and surgeries for a dentist, a single practice private doctor (UK NHS single doctor practices had been abolished after Dr Harold Shipman had murdered in excess of 250 of his older patients before...
Mitch Henderson's plan had worked. He was sitting across the table from his wife's old college boyfriend, Trevor. Trevor had no idea who he was; he thought Mitch was merely a friendly stranger who bought him a beer in the hotel bar "as consolation for cheering for a terrible team like the Yankees." Mitch knew his wife Darcie never intended for him to meet T...