After Lance dropped me off I entered a dark house. It was nearly midnight and I had to work in the morning. My evening with Lance had been so enjoyable but also physically and emotionally exhausting. My thoughts weren't about Clayton but Lance. Had we really professed our love for one another and what did that mean? I had no intention of leaving Clayton bu...
I don't know whose fault it was but it has lead my girlfriend and I down a path of very hot sex. Being a cuck to my Mistress has opened up a lot of trust between us. Let me tell you about it. Kris had called me to meet at lunch as we sometimes do. She looked like she had something to say to me. Her expression was mixed, I could read something was different....
When Colin woke up the next morning, Michelle was still asleep, which was not surprising, given the state she was in last night. He had taken a shower, and was dressed for work when she sat up, rubbing her eyes. "Good morning, hon," he said cheerfully. She squinted at him through sleepy eyes. "What happened last night?" she asked. "You got home at 1:00 in...
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...
Moira gave me the security code to her garage which allowed me to enter her house. on the kitchen counter were my instructions. Pretty straight forward. Vacuum, dust, mop, clean the bathrooms, strip the bed, put new sheets on, wash the dirty ones. She emphasized the need to pretreat the stained area. After shedding my clothes I went to work. Being nude was r...
My wife and I have always had a sexually honest relationship. From the very beginning, we talked about everything. Our fantasies were pretty varied, but we always ended up focusing on one thing, sharing each other. Thoughts of threesomes, swinging, swapping, and watching fueled our desires. As we explored ourselves, natural submissive attitudes began to take...
When I look back at how the whole business started I blame Karenkay. She is the prolific Literotica writer whose work is usually to be found on the Interracial pages. If not her, then it was the fault of my wife's little white poodle. Then again maybe no one was to blame. Maybe it all worked out as it was destined to do. I was sitting at my computer reading...
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...
Sunlight streamed in through the window, illuminating the thick cream carpet and dark wood furniture of Emily's room. My Goddess was lying on her stomach, reading a book. Her gorgeous figure extended along the bed, down to her dainty feet which she held aloft. I was sitting obediently by her feet, gently massaging them. Emily occasionally flicked to the next...
I am extremely thankful for the simply wonderful job MamaK did in editing this story for me, going above and beyond any assistance I could have hoped for. Her instructions on creative writing have been nothing short of phenomenal and have certainly helped me to become a better writer. MamaK - Thank you! ***** I met Laurie working at my previous job. What...