Jessica reached for the door and saw that her hand was shaking. Her mind reeled and her heart raced. For a moment, she thought she may pass out. The wine had further clouded her jumbled thoughts and emotions. What am I doing? she thought. This is crazy. How did this happen? It all began several weeks earlier, during a casual conversation with her closest gi...
Alex was nervous, but previously having agreed to this weekend with an unparalleled and depraved excitement, he knew there was no turning back. Ever since he had talked to Jack online, eventually meeting the man and giving himself away in every way possible, he had felt more and more comfortable with each new twist, craving the next meeting he would have wi...
Introduction: I mostly wrote this story to explore a new genre and to learn more about the subject of cuckolding. This story is mostly fiction. Some of the story material came from my research on the subject, however I did get some parts of the story from my own personal experiences. I also got some of the story material from women who told me about their...
"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH...AAAAAHHHHHHHH" she moaned from deep down in her belly. "Wait, NO! Not yet. I'm not ready yet." She whimpered the last through clenched teeth as the cock stretched her ass far beyond anything she had ever had there before. "NO, don't move! It hurts." "I am not moving." said the stranger whose cock was now buried to the hilt in this redh...
Carlos was gone. Six months exploring anal sex with the young Hispanic student attending the University Of Texas in Austin had ended. At the end of the school year, he had returned to his hometown, Houston. The thought of no more evenings spent moaning and orgasming as the young man played with her ass, left Ami feeling despondent. At 43, the elementary teac...
Pamela stopped her car in the driveway with a jarring lurch. Her mind was spinning. She had no recollection of the drive home, but the soreness between her legs was a vivid reminder of the previous twelve hours. She glanced up in the rearview mirror and wiped a tear from the corner of her eye. 'At least John isn't home,' she thought. 'Saturday morning's are...
Susanne sat on a bench in the Bois de Boulogne by the upper lake. Her boyfriend, Jean, held her hand. They had just returned from the bushes where they had made love. Her dress was simple: trainers, stockings, no knickers, no jeans, no bra, all topped by a clinging t-shirt with a deep v-cut in front allowing the viewer a pleasant view of the pink right breas...
A shaky hand gripped the bathroom sink turning white knuckled... Max grit her teeth as she reached out for the orange tinged bottle and as she opened it the pills spilt all over the floor. She fell down on the ground, her entire body convulsing in violent spasms as she cringed from the painful seizure, flashes of memories plaguing her mind- DISCIPLINE! D...
"Shelly? Is that you?" I turned around to see a familiar man standing behind me in the gourmet shop. Not knowing if I should embrace him or shake his hand, I opted for the former, giving him a warm bear hug. "Mr. Van Summerin!" "Austin, please." Austin Van Summerin was a former neighbor, three houses down. Even though he had no kids of his own, the kids...
In the weeks that followed their adventure in Columbus, they didn't talk much about the incredible weekend they had shared. Both feared the other thought they had gone too far. This worried them both, as communicating was their strength. As they sat at the dinner table, having one of Bob's world famous (at least in his mind) low fat burrito dinners, Marcy p...