In the last chapter, I described how Doreen got to know Sharee, Barbara and Judy. They basically had a live sex show in Sharee's game room. Doreen came home and described in vivid detail how the ladies were fucked and fucked by the black men. The men were all friends of Raymond. I suppose Raymond had fathered so many kids with white wives, that he had called...
This is a story about male submission to his Massage therapist mistress and her two girls. Parts of the story are drawn from real life experiences. It is written in first person from my point of view as a male slave. In the story I am in my 30's. I stand 6 foot tall with a handsome face, a swimmers body, with an ass that both men and women want, sensual brow...
Disclaimer: All characters in this story are 18 years of age or over. Chapter 09: Almost a Sealed Deal Later that week I got a call from my mother. She told me, my father had gotten a great opportunity, but it would mean we had to move to Seattle right away. Mother explained, that they had discussed it at great length as it would imply me changing school...
"Oh, fucking God, this meal is outstanding, Mrs. Lewis!" Jeff exclaimed as he dug into the bangers and mash, an English specialty that he fell in love with in a hurry. "Well, I'm Rhodesian, which is basically transplanted British, darling. I'm very pleased that you enjoy my cooking, love," Carolyn smiled at him, "but do call me 'Mum,' will you? Especially...
I stared at them and knew the look on my face matched those of the four other husbands scattered throughout the club as they watched their wives dance with these older men who prowled the bar in search of young wives to seduce and bed. My buzz wasn't solely from the alcohol I had consumed, but by Paula and Aaron and the other young couples who had been join...
Melissa I couldn't get out of the house quick enough. It was hard watching Tom in pain. But at the same time, I had needs no longer being met. I took it as a sign from God — or whatever spiritual force that had taken over if God had left my side — that Tom was not able to give me the pleasure I need. If I was going to leave Tom, then I needed to confirm my...
Dear Wimp, So you are Mary's husband, the loser, the wimp, the shrimpdick that I've heard about. Well, I've got good news and bad news for you, wimp. The good news is that until last week, Mary had been faithful to you. Faithful for five years of marriage. That's almost a miracle. That such a drop dead, knock-down gorgeous babe like Mary could have remaine...
The following story is fiction and does not describe any real person or situation in particular. All characters are at least eighteen. This is the conclusion to Gabrielle's trilogy. I highly recommend reading parts one and two first. Nice or constructive comments are very much appreciated. Rude comments are just mean and will be deleted. Enjoy the fantasy. -...
The next whole month, Sneha was preoccupied with her baby; she had little time for Pratik and me. Mayuri was obviously occupied with her bedroom activities, making out three times every week day - twice with Pratik and once with me. During the weekends it was erratic but she made sure that the morning sessions with him were never compromised. Mayuri contin...
Day two of our cruise started with the sun shining through the open balcony slider and a slight, warm breeze dancing over our naked bodies. The rhythmic sound of waves breaking against the hull was memorizing, almost hypnotic. My beautiful wife of 20 years and I lay exhausted on the cum stained sheets she and her bull made without me last night. We were both...