This story illustrates my most recent tease, denial, and cuckold fantasy told from the woman's point of view. If you dislike stories where the women are strong and dominant and the men serve and are submissive, then go find another story to read and criticize. ********** I didn't think I'd be writing again, but last Sunday I had a wonderful time with my...
Chapter 3: A True Cum Slut Is Born I called Cal at around 7:00 the following morning. Brian hadn't come home until well after midnight, still fuming at what the painters had done to his meticulous work. We had gone to bed shortly after that. He had been snoring fitfully at 5:30 when I had gotten up to pee, and I vaguely recalled someone kissing my cheek a...
Lloyd had no need to attend the office to offer his resignation; Joyce gleefully tearing open an envelope with the company logo emblazoned upon its rear, and holding the letter within it, high to the sunlight which spilled through the expensively glazed hallway of the grandiose home which was now hers. Patti sneered down at Lloyd, keeping his leash nice and...
From the early days of our relationship. My husband Bruce has always wanted me to dress sexy. He insisted on short skirts, sexy undies and stockings, never pantyhose. He didn't like for me to wear pants. If I did, they had to be skin tight. Shorts were too long, if my butt cheeks were not in view. It wasn't that it was a demand or that he was controlling. He...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. *** Author's preamble. My story The merry wives of Windsor was intended as a stand-alone story but a couple of comments made me realise that there were two more stories to tell. Sandy Smith with her son Shaun, then Cathy and Carl Cornell. I am publishing both stories simultaneously so...
My days were filled now with waiting for my cell phone to alert me that Grace had driven outside the boundaries I'd established in the computer program. I'd deliberately established the boundaries in the program to put Clara's apartment outside it but most other innocent places inside the boundaries. I figured that Clara would not go to Betty's house but if...
I once worked for a guy who, whenever miscommunication led to a business misunderstanding, always used to remark: "This is how wars get started." The miscommunication between my wife and me that Friday did not lead to war, but it did have a radical and lasting effect on the lives, and in particular the sex lives, of three people: myself, my wife Cheri and o...
The next morning Danica looked very smart in her skirt suit. The blazer and skirt were dark and the blouse was cream-coloured with soft big collars and buttoned down the front. The top two buttons were undone, showing a nice amount of décolletage. The skirt was tight round her ass and came to mid-thigh. She wore stockings with a seam down the back of her leg...
I am the manager and master of a newly created service in one of the large luxury hotel in a big city on the East Coast. This newly created service, located on the top floor, is made of 4 well equipped suites with all the amenities you can expect from such hotels. However, it also has equipment that you don't usually find there. Among other things, a variety...
A semi-autobiographical account of my sexual encounters over many years. Chapter Twenty-Six. 2006. (February.) Burglars. Ever since my parents had retired and moved to Oxfordshire, presumably to be nearer their friends from the world of academia, I had been asked to keep an eye on their property whenever they were away; particularly since their second mov...