Some of the ideas for this story, and certainly the inspiration, were adapted from a Japanese hentai cartoon, Express Train (there are, of course, quite a few bus and train versions of this theme in Japanese idol movies). I placed the story in the fetish section, as its primary theme is frotteurism. However, it does clearly shade into exhibitionism and voyeu...
Tera stared into her mother's bedroom through the space left by the partially open door. The door never closed completely. The latch couldn't engage and when her mother would close the door it would always slowly drift open. Tera watched her mother undress after a late night out on a date with her new boyfriend. She watched as her mother reached behind her b...
Something amazing happened to me the other night that changed my life forever. My wife, Kim, is a smoking hot redhead, 35 years old, 5'6", 32-28-36. We have been married for 10 years, and it has been a great 10 years, full of passion, love, and fucking amazing sex. She even invited another woman into our bed once, which was incredible, though it hasn't happ...
This is part of an ongoing story that involves interracial cuckoldry, non consensual sex, and other underlying themes that are not meant for every reader. If you don't enjoy white wives taking Black lovers you won't like this story, and I don't suggest reading further. However, if this theme turns you on, read on friend. The following are selected readings...
\Chapter Two: The night ends with a bang Ted's point of view Friday dawned warm and bright. After showering and dressing for a busy day, I walked out of the house into the vineyard. The trellises covered in grape vines ran in neat rows for acres. The netting we used to keep the birds at bay, fluttered slowly in the breeze. I stopped at the first row and dr...
My wife, Rachael, and I tell each other everything. Thursday, we were on our way to a club for a few drinks and perhaps some dancing, when the subject of my new friend from England came up. I was telling her that he, like myself, enjoyed sharing his wife's adventures with other like-minded men. I told her I'd read several of his stories, and that I noticed a...
Alyx bolted for her purse when she awoke to the sound of a nearby gunshot, but relaxed when she heard hooting, hollering, and laughter. Delilah was gone. She crawled out of the tent and saw her sitting on one of the beach chairs, watching a distant bonfire. She handed Alyx a cold beer. "How come you're not enjoying the party?" Alyx asked her. "You said you...
I awoke not knowing where I was. I stared up at an unfamiliar ceiling, at a vent in an unfamiliar wall. I was laying on a strange bed. Something had awoken me -- something even stranger than my new surroundings. Something was happening to my cock. I glanced down the bed and saw a woman knelt beside me, her blonde hair down obscuring her face, her lips wrap...
Thanks for all the comments, positive as well as negative, on my first attempt. Look forward to more comments on this effort. I did not title the first story as Ch 1, but you should read it to make better sense of this ch. 2. ***** Late Tuesday night Julie and I arrived home after I rescued her from her initial attempt to go on a date -- a date with anoth...
Note: This story is the twenty-third episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous twenty-two episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly re...