Authors note: inspired by Karen Kay's stories. Lots of interracial cuckoldry, submission, and humiliation for both husband and wife here. On the other hand, there will be nothing gay, no chastity belts, or "cleanup duties." Spare yourself if you are not into that sort of thing. The story takes place in 2020, soon after a financial crisis begin a lengthy r...
Please read Games 1 and 2 for the rules of this game called Twistominoes. There is no big rule change in this game, only a change to their game strategy. If you're ready for a little more accidental contact, read on dear reader, read on. Twistominoes Game 3 Another five minutes have passed since the second game, and our group of college students are gettin...
Brenda was a pretty girl but, after seeing before and after photos of the makeovers of some of her husband's patients, she believed she was not pretty enough. With the reluctant encouragement of her husband, Dr. Robert Nolan, a board certified and renowned plastic surgeon, she augmented plastic surgery with diet and exercise to help improve her appearance....
(Only the names have been changed to protect the innocent.) * After finishing "Between Two Lovers" (Sequel to: Something We Have to Talk About), I wanted to just leave that storyline for others. I wanted to stop writing stories about cheating, and go on to other ideas I had. Both "Something We Have To Talk About" and "Between Two Lovers" is in fact only p...
I’m a married average man in a Scandinavian country and don’t have anything in common with those pathetic wankers who want their wives fucked by strangers or by their friends. Therefore it was a total chock and terrible humiliation when I found out that my, until then faithful, wife and mother of my two children been seduced and fucked by a black man. My wi...
My friend Craig called me up out of the blue, wanting to go out for a drink. Craig was a friend I had known for years (strictly platonic. He liked men more than I did), and he had decided I needed to get out of my house, where I had been holed up for a while. I hadn't really wanted to go out that night. I was tired, not having slept well recently. My boyfri...
I spent Friday afternoon with Cassandra. She was a good friend and one who had been single again for the last few years was leading an active social life. She was a close friend and one who I could confide in with confidence and she seemed to regard me the same way. 1. We sat at an out door café and were enjoying a cup of coffee. We had done some serious s...
I arrived at the client's house and expected her to be almost violently upset. I had sent her pictures, ones that she wanted me to get. Instead, I found her outside in the driveway, waiting for me, with a smile. She was standing beside her car, a classic 1953 Chevrolet with a multi-chromatic paint job. She was quite a woman; large breasts yelled inside a too...
I'd like to tell you about one of the most memorable nights of my life and the girl that made it so. Her name is Sidney. A self described nymphomaniac, she and I did things that magical night that simply blew my mind. Let me start by describing her. She has beautiful long wavy brown hair that hangs down past her shoulders, a deceptively innocent looking an...
I had told my wife of my panty fetish long before our marriage. I explained that I was heterosexual, but had worn panties most of my life. They were exciting, daring, sexy, a small part of my life I could control. She asked me what my most extreme fantasy with my panties was and I quietly told her it was to be forced to show my panties in public. Not really...