My wife Jennie and I live a very full, sexually active life. We began swinging and played in the bdsm realm and it eventually morphed into cuckolding. Our friends and family have no idea how depraved we are. We appear to be a loving couple who are crazy for each other. This is actually true. I became a cuckold when it was obvious that Jennie wasn't quite get...
The first splash hit Danny's face, then a forceful stream ran down the navy blue and black-striped tie resting like a ribbon of night on the white cotton shirt. Glen spread his legs in the door of the stall and directed the flow from his semi-rigid cock. Danny owned a rack of silk ties in colours and designs to complement his tailor-made suits. Huddled again...
(Continuation of Chapter 1—reading it is recommended) Val is now owned by Blacks, and offered on the net for fucking. Well, it had happened that people had seen my wife naked, as I wished, but my God, much more. She was now Black-owned. She had been fucked in all holes by eighteen guys so far, and for God's sake, many more to come. I was incredibly torn....
It had all started with my craving to worship female feet. Especially the feet of exotic dancers who heard fetish requests all the time. Their feet were regularly on display to perv and lust after. Some of the girls exploited the fetishes of men like me not only inside the clubs but outside as well. One such dancer was Amber who had blond hair, long legs and...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** "Rachel ... Wait! I can explain." The curtain had already closed and she was gone. I looked in the changing room mirror and my untucked bulge was quite evident. I hurriedly re-tucked, stepped into my leather skirt and into my heels. Looking at the pretty young woman who had been...
After my first post, I received several comments. Some of the comments were positive and others negative. Any comments that were constructive, I will take the criticism and learn to incorporate those suggestions into the subsequent chapters and other stories I write. One of the comments was about numbering the story as Part 1 or some variation like that. Tha...
"Are you fixing your makeup for this guy?" Molly was leaned over the sink and reapplying eye makeup. "I just want to look nice, he's doing me a huge favor by bringing over the papers for me to sign. He's kind of bailing me out." "Who is he again?" I asked even though I was pretty sure she had mentioned Chris' name a few times over the past few weeks. "I'v...
This is the third part of the story that I had started some time ago. I had written it, but then I thought it was a bit surreal for me, so I just let it sit for a long time. Then, after reading Karenkay's brilliant "White Slaves of Eban" stories that she is currently publishing, I have changed my mind. I'm so taken with them, that I decided more content in t...
Chapter One: The Return of the King Trigger Warning: This story contains some sexual and emotional violence. This is not a healthy representation of a relationship, nor should it be something to strive for in your own life. This is a work of fiction, and the actions taken in this story are taboo for a reason. Be good to each other. ***** School let out fo...
The cuck opens his eyes to the sight of her lover, laying on his back and her back snuggled up against him. He lays there, wishing he could feel her this morning, but knows it is not his time with her. His penis is locked up and straining against the cage as he somewhat admires her lover's body, knowing how he fucks her so well, wishing he could. His eyes ev...