"We're not a dating service," Kendrick explained. "Neither are we a prostitution ring." The attractive, middle-aged, unnatural blond blushed and murmured, "Of course not." She shifted her wide hips in the chair across the desk from Kendrick. "Our gentlemen provide companionship," he told her. Lisa studied the way Kendrick's forehead folded into a map of w...
The true stories that I've posted here on Literotica.com about my cuckolding have generated many emails to me. Some hateful and some asking me to coach or mentor them but most with questions or comments so I thought I would post some of them here. Anyone seeking advise from me, I make it clear that I'm not a psychiatrist or psychologist. I'm an engineer but...
Ever since I started working the late shift at the hospital, I have been stopping at the same gas station on my way home from work. Every night I buy the same thing. A bottle of coke, and a newspaper. Some nights I don't feel like rushing home to an empty house, so I will stand and talk to the night clerk who works there. This had gone on for almost a year...
Hola, my name is Gustavo, and I'm Puerto Rican. I live in New York City, albeit in a nicer part of town than before, and I am a successful executive for a major airline. I have a fat salary, expense accounts, etc., and I love to travel, taking advantage of the staff discount. However, I never forget the downtrodden, the poor, and the unjustly despised. I g...
Copyright, 2001, NCmVoyeur * * * * * victoria . . . yes my love . . . we needn't come to this place . . . but i'm glad you are here with me . . . yes i know james . . . but i do enjoy our visits . . . it is our special place . . . yes indeed quite special . . . though not just our place . . . the boy seems to like coming by too . . . yes . . the boy . . ....
Mallory sighed and pressed her fingertips into her forehead. She wanted nothing more than to go to sleep and never wake up. Her head was pounding, probably because some handsome, funny, but overly egotistical pro-football player had kept her out at all odd hours of the night after insisting upon going dancing to work off his dinner. She'd admit she'd have a...
Chapter 1: "Mallory, please! You have to do this for me!" Mallory Leanna Evens stared at her older sister as if she had grown two heads. "Macey, I can't just go on your blind date for you and tell this mystery guy that you aren't interested. It doesn't work that way. If you want to, you go and tell him yourself." she sighed. It was so like Macey to make h...
Part 3 Her mom had decided to go to church on Wednesday this week because yesterday her friend had a birthday party after work. Which means that tonight she fell asleep pretty quickly sitting in the pew with her head slightly leaned back. The boys brought their game boys this time, sitting on the floor playing on silent while whispering insults at each othe...
The next morning Linda attended Mass at St. Augustine Catholic church with Mary, Fred and, of course, Evan. She wore her modest white and pink floral dress with her white satin corset under the dress for effect. She wanted to get Evan's attention. She sweetly held Evan's hand in the pew. Standing close to him when they shared the hymnal to sing and recite p...
When Ellen and Tom woke Sunday morning, they lingered in bed while the rain was still coming down. Both still sleepy eyed and reflecting on the night before, they were contented to lay in each other's arms savoring every minute of being together almost afraid if either spoke it would break the spell and they would realize it was nothing more than a dream; a...