Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** In 'Zamindars Pt 2" I had described the shameless and lusty fuck session between my friend's father - The Thakur - and his young maid and fuck toy Champa. It was now almost 3am in the morning. Uncle emptied himself inside Champa's cunt right there in the living room on th...
This is a story about four things: honor, respect, friendship and love. If you are looking for sex – change stories because this doesn't have any graphic depictions of hot bodies slapping against each other in raw animal lust. This is about honor: that internal system that integrates your values with your relationships into a shared and focused mindset that...
Note: This story is the fiftieth installment in a series entitled "Sandra and Stevie". If you have not read the previous forty-nine episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongl...
Prologue I am groggy. I open my eyes and I do not know where I am. The room I am lying in is white. I am on a hospital bed, or gurney, and everything around me is white white. My body feels like it weighs a thousand pounds. I try to move, but I can't. Nothing is responding. Not my arms, not my hands, not my legs. I fear I am paralyzed. I try to speak, but t...
When my wife Kendra broached the topic of cuckolding with me, I tried hard to act surprised and even reluctant. We'd been married for six years at that point, and kept very few secrets from each other. I'm a closet bisexual tormented by my Catholic upbringing and my wife is an atheist. To say that we came from different worlds would be an understatement. Ken...
Diana asked Joe to just wear a robe tonight without anything on underneath because he would be staying home while she went out to dinner with Tony. She emerged from the bedroom wearing the black dress and heels and thought she was radiant as she looked for his approval. "What do you think Joey? Do you think the big black man will like my dress?" Joe stood t...
After A Hot August Night. Why the Professor is not a cuckold. (This story is presented in two parts. The first part introduced the main adult characters and their activities while naked on a hot August night. This is the second part, where some interested parties engage a professor and get an informal class; it is intended to answer the questions raised in...
Thursday 26 October 2017 - 1.33pm. My wife's lover Richie arrived nearly an hour ago. I opened the door to let him in. Mary was pleased to see him. So was I. I joined the two of them in the kitchen for the usual coffee and chat. For quite a while, all seemed as it might in any house when a welcome friend came to call until fifteen minutes ago when Mary ask...
In ancient Egypt and other cultures, women often adorned anklets as a symbol of enslavement or possession by another man. It meant their bodies were available to be used by the man at his desire. Anyone seeing a woman with an anklet would know she belonged to another. In ancient Rome, there was a period of time when Roman wives were to wear a veil that was...
Please read "Jake's Tale" before reading this story, otherwise it won't make much sense. As in "Jake's Tale," I've changed the names and some of the places. I'm also writing in the first person based on what Jake told me. Thanks for reading and voting, Bill JAKE'S TALE – PART THREE It's been almost a year since our divorce was final. Next month is our...