Note: This story is the seventy-first episode in a series entitled "Sandra and Stevie". If you have not read the previous seventy 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 strongly...
THIS IS A PARODY...IT IS NOT REAL...IT IS FICTION *** Rachael Ray was sitting in her dressing room drinking herbal tea and trying to recover from her hangover. She was up late partying the night before in the Hamptons. It was an exclusive, private party with a unique twist. It was a bondage orgy party. You see Rachael is not only the Queen Of Mean, but she...
Famous (and quite infamous) magical devices and weapons are liberally scattered throughout the Realms- great and terrible swords, armor of special qualities, magic rings of a hundred varieties, crystal balls and the like; the list goes on and on. However, when we looked into it, no one had acknowledged or catalogued the various magical items created for the...
Chapter 7 of a new series Note: This story is entirely fictional written for readers' enjoyment, and bears no resemblance to any people living or dead. * It's early Thursday morning on the cruise with a difference, and the Adonis II was just weighing anchor in the waters just off the old town of Dubrovnik, as all the cruise liners do there. Soon the smal...
"Hey! Hey! Wake up, wake up!" "What? Jo, what is it? What's going on?" "I think you should be telling me that!" "I don't understand." I was slowly coming round now, But I was still mystified as to why my wife had woken me at 2 a.m on a Saturday morning. "Erm your cock is as hard as nails and you were waving your ass in the air," Jo said, starting to laug...
The wind was cool and in their faces as the women churned down the beach road towards the packed stone and sand that made up the half mile path to the ocean. They ran on their own the rest of the week but on Fridays Lis and Carey put in a little over five miles together. They were competitive and each Friday was a test to see who had worked hardest physicall...
When Bruce awakened the next morning, Angela was sleeping next to him. He woke her up since it was Friday and they both had to work. She looked over at him through sleepy eyes and reached down between his legs, discovering a soupy mess of still wet semen and caked on dried semen. "My oh my," she laughed. "We came alot last night, didn't we, my little man? Ho...
I looked at the long line of men trying to get one of the three advertised jobs. I saw my former software manager and in front of him I saw a man that I knew was better qualified than me. I looked at the neatly typed resume and wadded it up. I tossed it in the waste basket as I left the line. I had been imagining all sort of scenarios where they would hire m...
You asked for more. Vicky's expanding her horizons and I couldn't stop her. If this fiction matches any events, or has names or characters relatable as real, it's a pure coincidence. ********* Arthur sat down to breakfast at the kitchen island. Vicky served him his usual oatmeal with brown sugar and strong black coffee. Pointing to the oatmeal she war...
This is the final installment in a story of Black into white interracial cuckoldry. It is hard core and this not for everyone. Don't read on if this theme offends you. It has taken my a very long time to finish this story, and I think my many readers that have been so patient. * Cathleen sat silently in Randy's Escalade as his cum leaked from her freshly f...