Slowly I withdrew my slackening cock; Jane's knees were splayed out on the bed, her beautiful face relaxing slowly with the pure ecstasy of the moment. Her eyes were closed and her long black eyelashes rested on her cheeks, her mouth was slightly open, gulping air and her nipples were pert and erect. She looked so sweet and fulfilled. A slither of thick, whi...
I noticed as she returned the key to its home, nestled between her breasts, out of sight under her blouse, her breasts seemed much fuller than I remembered. I looked down and spotted what certainly appeared to be a baby bump. "Are you expecting?" I asked. "Yes," she answered before looking around, "We haven't told anyone." My curiosity made me ask, "Why n...
{This is a cuckold story. If I still get your comment after reading it knowing that, then it means you can't be helped} ***** I'm Scott, my wife's name is Madelaine. Her basic nature is that she is a slut. She loves sex. More to the point, she loves being taken, used hard, treated like she's just a sex object. My part in it has grown over the couple years...
Author's Note: This is a story about cuckolding and humiliation, so if you don't enjoy that, save your time and spare me more of those "He should kick her ass out and beat them all up with a baseball bat" emails. It is a story filled with stereotypes and cliches. It is not meant to be original, innovative, or sensual. It is meant to be nasty and exaggerated...
This is the third part of the story that I had started some time ago. I had written it, but then I thought it was a bit surreal for me, so I just let it sit for a long time. Then, after reading Karenkay's brilliant "White Slaves of Eban" stories that she is currently publishing, I have changed my mind. I'm so taken with them, that I decided more content in t...
Note: This story is the thirty-third episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous thirty-two 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 re...
Sabrina looked at her calendar, it was mid-June already and she was eagerly anticipating the weekend with her husband at Indianapolis with Janice and her team, she got wet these days just thinking about it. Her husband Paul was quieter about it, and she was worried that he may back out... On reflection Sabrina decided that she would be mightily pissed at him...
When I woke, it was morning. I was lying face down under the covers and began thrusting my hard cock against the mattress as the memories of the evening before came to mind. It was exciting all over again to reflect on Donna's choice of attire and her willingness to pleasure and be used by Master Black in my presence. I continued pressing my hard cock into t...
"Michael, are you ready to go back downstairs and see your wife... Michael?" Tamyra pulled Michael's head up from between her legs where he was busy licking the last drops of Marcus' cum from her pussy. "Get dressed, white boy. We are heading back downstairs." Tamyra stood and walked over to where the camera was situated. She took the video disc out of th...
Author's note: this is a story in the "cuckold humiliation" genre. If this isn't your fetish, skip this one. ---------------------------- "This place is incredible," Olivia said as she walked from room to room. The house was indeed a sight to behold: roof-top terrace, a gorgeous view of the city, marble countertops, outrageously large and beautifully land...