Author's note: WARNING: There is the tiniest touch of reluctance/non-consent and scat in this chapter. Oddly, I don't like either much, but they were necessary for the evolution of the plot. 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 sear...
It was a cool night in October; I was taking the garbage down to the road as I did every Wednesday night. My wife and I live out in the country on a gravel road and the only house nearby is an abandoned one at the bottom of my lane. It's about a quarter mile down to the road and sometimes I must admit a little scary. It was a cloudy evening so it was darke...
Betty and I had been sharing our bed with others for a few years. With very few exceptions it was always with another couple, David and Sherry. During those early years Betty and David would pair up and me with Sherry, but we'd always have sex in separate rooms. A few times we were all naked and petted in front of one another but I never saw Betty have sex w...
"So I can do anything I want so long as I also do it to myself?" William nodded, handcuffed to a chair and wearing just a white shirt and his boxer shorts. Lois stood over him wearing one of his shirts and presumably and some panties. Lois looked around the room, staring at the pies, gateaux's and the assorted gooey substances scattered about. "Where to s...
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...
I have been thinking about how many wives there are like me, that when our hubby makes love to us, they like to talk dirty. There's nothing wrong with talking dirty, it does get me wet, hot, and ready for his dick. Then he tells me that I need another dick, and how he would like for me to bring home a cream pie for him. It's the same crap over and over. Lo...
Chapter 1 - A Light Bulb Moment I am Simon Ashden, and up until very recently I had never known what WAM was or that playing with your food was something that could be so much fun. That was until I met Sharon and we had discovered together that we had similar messy tastes! After her revenge session we had spent sometime playing with small quantities of foo...
Author's note: IMPORTANT: I put chapter 12 in the BDSM category, so if you have not read it there yet, I suggest you do before continuing with this one. As absurd as the concept of a hucow is, I tried to take it quite seriously, to delve in the psychology of a hucow and her owner, in search of what this admittedly strange fetish means, at least to me. The...
It had been a long day at work, but I finally arrived at home that evening where Robbi Jo was hanging out with the kids in the living room. My daughter was engaged in a board game with Robbi while my son was in the backyard squirting anything that moved with a spray bottle of water I primarily used to steam-clean my gas barbeque grill with. I sat down on th...
I'm an avid reader of books with sexual content. There's nothing like reading a steamy book about a lover fucking his woman or another man's wife. I will buy them and read them and get hot and wet as I do. I have read the stories from Literotica and then go get my vibrator and lie on the bed and have four or five orgasm while I was on the bed. Having orgas...