During the second year of college, I went over to my friends' place about 10:00 am to make our noon tee time, plenty of time to smoke a joint, make the drive over to the course and hit some range balls. He still lived with his mom in a separated garage. You couldn't get to his place from inside his moms' house, but they were attached. No answer at the door...
When I first saw Karyn, there was only one thing I was sure of... There wasn't going to be anything between the two of us. Not that there should have been, because after all, Karyn Miller wasn't coming to my house for my personal amusement. She was a Home Health Aide, assigned to visit me four times a week as I recovered from back surgery, and the first day...
This is a semi-true story names changed and places obscured. Please send feedback and constructive comments. * My mother told me never to take a girl into an alley at night. She went on about how dangerous they were, with strangers lurking in dark doorways waiting to do horrible things to the people who wander in alleys. Alleys can be dark, imposing and di...
Author's note - this story is about desperation and wetting fetishes. If that's not your thing, this would be a very good place to stop... it also helps if you've read the first part first. ***** Kate and Sam were both having trouble walking as they left the Prince of Orange. Sam was pressing a knuckle into the crotch of her skirt to try and help contain h...
"Happy Birthday." you say with a smile. Sliding a small box across the restaurant table. "What is it?" I ask. Unaware of your plan. "Your fantasy." Your eyes flash an erotic pulse as you toy with your hair. My heart skips a beat as I try to digest what you've just said. I stare at the box and then to you wondering if what you're telling me is real. After...
We rolled off the two-lane into the driveway about an hour down the road from the truck stop and pulled up next to the beat up old Cherokee that we both knew well. Jim walked up and greeted me just outside my door as Kate slipped from the passenger side to get a similar embrace from JoAnne. They walked us inside for a beer and to catch up a bit. It had been...
It was a warm October afternoon where I lived in England. I left my house in the quaint little village where I lived and started to walk to the bus stop. It felt particularly odd today as I had no pram to push along and my hands felt bare because of this. I gave birth to Amelia three months ago. My ex-boyfriend (Amelia's father) had decided that we should p...
"Dr. Andrew H. Slater OB-GYN, private practice, Center for Physiological and Human Ferility Research" I read the bronze engraved sign outside the brownstone and pressed the buzzer. My hands were sweating. I had no idea why I was so nervous. "Yes?" a male voice inquired. "Um, hello, This is Tallulah Adams. I have an appointment with Dr. Slater?" The buzze...
This will be a multipart series that chronicles my descent into the cuckolding lifestyle with a girl named Melissa. Everything in these stories is absolutely true. These are my real life experiences covering my late teens and early twenties. Because these events took place over a two year period, rather than provide a strict narrative of events I will instea...
All the details are true, but the names have been changed for obvious reasons. Hank was transferring to a university to complete his college degree. His family's house was close enough for him to commute back and forth an hour each way, but it would be difficult and time consuming especially during rush hour. Fortunately, his buddy Joe was already attendin...