One of my favorite things in this world is to wake up on a warm stall on a Saturday when there's a cool breeze coming down from the aisle of our barn and hearing my masters footsteps. I stretch and shake, ready to have my blanket off me, my oat breakfast which he usually put bits of strawberry and honey into and lets me eat while he sees to me. I always try...
This is a somewhat involved fantasy, one invented and reinvented by me and my wife, toward the extreme of cuckolding - my wife and I have shared, as well as privately role-played many parts of it. Some of it we've used in fantasy realizations with encounter partners. Be forewarned, this is long, complicated, and in three parts. Once again, if cuckolding is n...
Grady The running footsteps receded in the distance. Grady staggered forward, wrenching open his trouser flap --- his overready cockstand sprang free. He sank to his knees where he had been just moments before. Sitting back upon his heels and bracing his spread thighs, he spat in his palm and wrapped it around his engorged organ. He saw again her parted pa...
** Sunday morning ** I got in late last night after a long day of scouting a ranch for a photo shoot next week and a bunch of sex. Our red-headed friend Becky works at a western wear store that is owned by her aunt, a feisty older woman named Virginia, or Ginny as her friends call her. Ginny just happened to need some photo work done for the store and Becky...
In spite of the warning bells going off inside his head, Josh decided to stop. He knew a woman, even one with a young girl with her, who was hitchhiking, could have a man somewhere near her; a man with a gun or ill intent. Still, it was cold and getting dark, and there was no way he wasn't going to at least offer them a ride. He pulled the F-250 that was to...
Chapter 1: Cinderella's Awakening Cinderella awoke to the most magnificent day ever. Her prince charming rescued her from the atrocious and ignominious drudgery that her stepmother and stepsisters imposed on her since the death of her father. After a magnificent ball and a wonderfully passionate night of lovemaking, Cinderella awoke to a magnificent spring...
*** This is a one-off, written in a single afternoon and it's based on a couple of things. One of them is a Frank Frazetta painting done back in 1978. I don't know if the title is correct, but what I saw was called "Night Winds". The other thing was a line spoken in the film "The Thirteenth Warrior", so if you can imagine those two things inspiring me, the...
This story is a collaboration with Literotica author Margaret Jenkins. * Part 1 (Sara Radovich speaks) As a professional, active woman in her early 40's, my physical well-being is extremely important to me. Even though I travel the world lecturing in my field (solid-state physics), and some might consider it frivolous for a tenured professor, I always mak...
Chapter 10: The Rental Car The next day, Saturday, Dan, and Sam go into town to rent a Jeep. The corporate rental agencies have various styles and sizes of 4-wheel drive vehicles. But, each one they look at is unacceptable to Dan. One Jeep has cigarette burns on the passenger seat and smells of stale tobacco ashes. Another one has so many miles on it the fo...
One of my favorite things in this world is to wake up on a warm stall on a Saturday when there's a cool breeze coming down from the aisle of our barn and hearing my masters footsteps. I stretch and shake, ready to have my blanket off me, my oat breakfast which he usually put bits of strawberry and honey into and lets me eat while he sees to me. I always try...