!IMPORTANT INFORMATION! Hellhounds are mythical creatures common in European folklore. They are dog or wolf-like monsters that are denizens of the underworld or hell. Depending on the myth, they either come to collect human souls or guard the gates of the underworld. The most famous example is the Cerberus from Greek Mythology. Other examples include the Ba...
The Cuck's Wheel This is a cuckold story about a married couple where the wife goes away for a long weekend. With a slow build to the actual sex, this is a longer story. All bold words are text messages between characters, and there are a lot of them as the aspiring hotwife and her husband talk things over. As always, let me know what you think and if you h...
I slept like a log that night after Julie had used me most of the day. I don't remember if I dreamed or not. All too soon, the morning light was streaming in my bedroom windows and I was awake. My first order of business was coffee, even before thinking about a shower. Crawling out of bed, I felt sore. All over my body sore. Julie had definitely worked me ov...
It had been almost two weeks since I had spent the night at J's. The last time J had been awakened by her roommate screaming as I fucked her in the bathroom. J didn't necessarily care, but a few days later, she admitted to fucking a random guy she picked up from a bar because I wasn't around. She blamed her high libido, and every day since I had made sure I...
Author's note/Disclaimer I've been totally overwhelmed by all the positive and encouraging response. Since the first chapter was published on the 19th May, I have been walking around with a huge grin on my face. The basics of the story have been in my head for almost a decade. To take that step and write down and even publish it here was a feat in itself. I...
I still remember how I felt when I received it, my draft notice. It seems that my friends and neighbors had decided that I deserved an unsought tour of Southeast Asia. I knew it was possible, especially since the government had discontinued the college deferments, but I was still shocked. It all seemed so unreal. Basic training was grueling and exhausting....
This is the eighth installment of My Journey. Although not necessary, this story will be more appreciated if you read Chapters 1 thru 7 first. Thank you to all who read my first seven submissions and provided feedback. All characters in this story are over the age of 18 years. _______________________________ "Since we're all together, I wanted to tell y...
"So would you be prepared to help me Penny? To help us?" I was sitting in the bar of the gym club that my husband Peter and I belonged to, having a post-spinning-class glass of wine -- okay a second glass of wine with my friend Julie. Julie was a close family friend, the blonde, petite, china-doll-pretty, butter-wouldn't-melt-in-her-mouth estranged wife o...
Sitting on the park bench in Saint Louis, I was about to eat my fast-food lunch, when I looked—really looked—over at my chance-met seat-mate. At first glance, she looked like any of the homeless folks that grace all of our cities, and I'd been braced for the usual come-on tale of woe, followed by a plea for some 'spare change.' But, as I started to open my...
Kate and I had returned from our trip to Italy the day before. We had had a wonderful vacation watching a professional bike race, getting brand new top of the line bicycles and, best of all, becoming engaged to be married. When we walked into our home, we were greeted by our house sitter, Julie, crying in misery because she had broken up with her boyfriend....