"YOU CAN CUT THAT SHIT OUT RIGHT NOW!" Tyler roared. "What? What did I do?" Alexis whispered. "Thanking me for fucking you. Telling me that it was more pleasure than you deserve. What's up with that?" "Tyler, I...it's just..." "Lexi, someone like you deserves every bit of pleasure that she gets. You don't need to be grateful for it. You deserve it," Tyle...
Dear Jack, I found my 'employee of the month' photo today with me smiling in my power suite looking every inch what I was; a successful career woman and mother. And then I looked in the mirror at what you are creating; Anal Ally the ruined fuck puppet. I look so ridiculous with my hair immaculately bleached and styled and my nails all professionally manicu...
My thanks again to JonB1969 for editing this story. This is a reworking of an earlier version of the story, to improve it and to tie it in to the series, all of which are based on true events. *************** I loved cock, and these days, I especially loved my boss's cock. The divorce, and moving back to Miami Beach, freed me to experience much more than I...
(Will Candy make a good cuck?) Davie was standing at Carol's front door dressed in a pair of copper brown wide-wale corduroy dress trousers, and a beige polo shirt. Oddly enough, he felt more nervous than he did the night before when he was in full drag, and he attributed it to the ex-factor. Last night Davie as "Debbie" was there to meet Robbie as "Candy"...
[I'm putting this on top this time: Hi, this is my very first attempt at writing a pornographic story and I'm not a native English speaker. Therefore, any and all feedback, positive or negative, would be highly and truly appreciated. Furthermore, I have had this story in my head for some time and plan on keeping it going for quite a while. Because of the e...
Thanks to 'Techsan' for editing this story. If you haven't read chapter 1 you might want to do so. The Set up! "How do you feel about me, Carlie? I need to know so I know what to do. I promise regardless of your feelings for me I will not hurt you. I just couldn't do it now." "I know that I'm a prick, a bastard, and a vengeful person. I'm hard-nosed as...
My Friday started like every Friday before. Get up at 6 a.m., wake the kids and my ex-husband Joseph, cook breakfast, get the kids on the bus for school, and start my daily chores as a housewife. Around 9 a.m. I received a phone call from my husband's new wife, Rima, reminding that we needed to pick my stepdaughter up after her basketball game instead of a...
Chapter 5: One Loose End The rest of the week passed pretty much uneventfully. On Tuesday morning Anthony went back to school. The school days were the usual mundane slate of activities and classes. However, many people noticed that there was something different about him, but nobody could figure out exactly what it was. Each day when he got home he and Ka...
[Writers love feedback. Please comment on and rate this story. About 99 readers out of 100 do *NOT* bother to do either one. The story carries the label "BCS". In other words, if I put it in the Loving Wives section, it would be lambasted as Bi Cuck Shit. Tough crowd over there.] +++++++++++++++++ Every few weeks I travel with a female coworker to three-da...
"Mr. Atherton, there is a...a man out here who says he has to see you," William's secretary told him over the intercom the first thing the morning after he'd spent the afternoon with Arlene. "He said to tell you Arlene Ott gave him your name." William heard the distaste in his secretary's voice and knew the man outside wasn't anyone he knew. But the fact th...