Chapter 9: The Finale The other sows made a great fuss of ginnysow when she was reintroduced. They had missed her and made her feel welcome. They could not believe that her husband had sold her back to the farm. Some of them were really indignant at him, others were just pleased he had so that she could be back among them. Ginnysow was overwhelmed and seeme...
Mason pulled an antique silver box out from under his chair and, opening the rickety clasp pulled from it some swabs and antiseptic fluid. "Kneel in front of me, hands in your lap, back to my face." As Ginny turned around she caught glimpses of her back, reflections upon reflections in the mirrored room and felt something different from what she expected th...
6 - Marriage Upon arriving at the Vegas airport at midnight, Ann and I, along with Ann's college son, Kevin and my college daughter, Ginny, took a cab to the Bellagio Hotel, where we quickly left our bags in the two queen size beds in our room. The women thought of touching up their hair until they realized they were too aroused, it would take so long, only...
Late in the afternoon, I called Ginny and Betty. I asked if they would like to meet me for a late dessert and walk around the deck. To my great delight, they agreed. Ginny asked me to wait on the phone for a minute. "Betty just went into the bathroom. Jim, you embarrassed me." "What did I do?" "First of all you pleased me like I have never been pleased. B...
My Spinning Mind: Jennifer, Mrs. Wilson, & Ginny I spoke first. "Hi, how you doing Jennifer?" "Not very well, Billy. The only thing I'm good at is destroying my life. I seem to be doing a good job with that!" We stepped out of the counseling office and stood there facing one another. Jennifer was holding her binder across her chest. She was looking down,...
Chapter 2: Turning the Corner We talked about everything on the way to and from class. During that third week of classes, I often felt Ginny's arm rub against mine as we walked. She seemed relaxed and comfortable to be with me, and I know I was with her. I was not inclined to crack a book on Friday night, but when she suggested that we study for an upcoming...
Unlike most of you, I never had a desire to act out kinky fantasies. All I needed from Ginny was a wet pussy, a warm mouth, and the rare gift of the Hershey highway. As far as I know, she was happy with our sex life. Yeah, we shared all manner of pillow talk including all the usual themes, other guys, other girls, girl-girl, and flashing in the car or an out...
The short synopsis of this story to date is included below, but reading the previous chapters may help. Also, in this chapter, I explore something that was recommended by a reviewer. ***** This is the continuing story of a cuckquean, my wife, Ann. She had been reading cuckold stories on line and decided that she was a cuckquean, a kind of female cuckold....
We were four tired neighbors. Of course we were -- we all had kids. Only this night the kids were on a sleep-over. Elsewhere! Yay!! So we four had a potluck supper over at their house. It was very informal. My beloved wife Ginny, a tiny Chinese woman with long black hair and small firm tits, contributed some home-made mac-and-cheese (Ok, so her grandparent...
#4: Ria's Ruin After our sex filled Friday and Ria admitting to wanting to be a slut, I though long and hard as to how this was going to happen, after all she had goaded me to figure it out. However I didn't want to ruin Ria, I didn't want to be the one who arranged for her to have group sex with say 5 or 6 men etc, I wanted to her to keep some dignity and...