Before I continue with my story I will introduce you to myself. My name is Alan and I am forty three years old. I have been married to Pam for twenty years now and we are both happy with each other. We have never had any children. This year Pam turned forty and still looks great. She has dark brown hair which she cuts short in a bob which curves in to the na...
I first discovered that I had the weakness while dating my first real girlfriend. I didn't call it the weakness then, nor was I even aware that I had it at first, but I was always aware there was something different about me where girls, dating and relationships were concerned. Most guys wouldn't tolerate their girlfriends even flirting with another guy let...
THE NEXT DAY (Act 2 of 3): MY TURN "You must be kidding, right?" You grin at me with a flushed, glowing face. "You know how I like chocolate!" "Well, yes, I--know--you like chocolate," I reply, "but you know I haven't had my breakfast yet. And whose turn is it to be snacking anyways?" Certainly, the bag of goodies, which is on a nearby table, has an array...
This story initially started as a chapter within my series 'Messy Riding Lessons', however I felt it was a story which more people may enjoy as it is a little less extreme than some of what my characters have to endure! Therefore, I have created it as a stand-alone story, I do hope you enjoy it. ***** Sarah slept soundly. She was 19 years old with messy br...
Chapter 8 Slipping and Sliding It was about a week since Professor Sandra Minx and I had played cowgirl, when Cynthia phoned. She was inviting me to a late night party at Joy's dorm room. After knocking on the door; Cynthia opened it just enough for the wheelchair to slip through. What a surprise. "What is going on?" I asked in amazement, turning my head...
Somebody thought that the phrase WAM on my member page referred to the 80's pop group. I thought I needed to correct this misapprehension. Here's the first part of a story on that very subject...there are further episodes awaiting, if anyone's interested... Looking back, I think it was a mistake to tell Erin about my private fantasy. We had been going out...
It was a hard rain. The type of rain that soaks you through, soaks you even though you're wearing an overcoat. I had never felt so wet before. I managed to make it through the door to the restaurant and stood there in the foyer, dripping. The water poured off my hat onto my collar, down my overcoat, and on to my already drenched feet. I shook the water off...
Author's note: As absurd as the concepts of hucows and ponygirls are, I tried to take them quite seriously, to delve in the psychology of a hucow or a ponygirl and her owner, in search of what these admittedly strange fetishes mean, at least to me. Therefore, beside the tropes of the genre (kinky sex, humiliation and de-humanization), you will find the musi...
This series of stories are all standalone so can be read in any sequence. They are about my favourite fantasy - my first time wearing, or first time being caught wearing panties. Obviously then they all involve lingerie wearing men and the consequences may include cuckolding, creampie eating or cock sucking men amongst other things. If any of these are likel...
The final episode, in which vengeance is seen to come back at you in unexpected ways, and somebody goes a bit too far... "Which brings me here," I said, putting out my cigarette and smiling at Erin. She had been sitting in the chair for two hours now, listening to how I had got my revenge on Linda, Ursula and Lucy, and I think it was beginning to dawn on h...