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...
This is my entry in the Holiday Story Contest. Enjoy! Thanks to techsan for his usual superb job of editing! CHRISTMAS EVE, PRESENT DAY Little Harry Bailey was quiet, and sneaky, and patient. He had turned four the previous July and he had a plan. The other kids were in the family room watching a Christmas special. He was too, sorta. He was wedged in betw...
Ginny Adams was very glad to be where she was, but she still woke up every morning wishing that she wasn't. She had felt lonely when she was living on the family farm; the boys (and later men) around there went much too quickly from being too young to drive to the farm to having already moved out of the area. There was no future for her in working on the fa...
My deepest thanks go to NinaWild for taking on this marathon project. This story does go between past and present, but I do try to make it as easy as possible to understand as it does. ***** The Present... "Mrs. Baxter has asked that you meet at her apartment at six o'clock and requested that you're not late. Dinner is at six thirty and the social functi...
The Experiment Ch. 03: Ginny He must have dozed off, for when he woke there was a pixie sitting in lotus position on the footstool. She could have been asleep herself. Her eyes were closed and her hands rested on her knees, palms up , thumb and forefinger touching. She was taking very long breaths in and out. She seemed calm, but every so often she shivered...
Chapter 1: The Machine Ginny stood before the gleaming machinery, staring at the brightly polished surfaces lit up under the overhead spotlights. She pulsed with apprehension and her body buzzed with excitement. She was floating and could not have felt more alive even had she been directly connected to the power grid, flashes of arousal arcing across her ne...
This is the second chapter of a series. The characters and their situation were developed in the first chapter, entitled GINNY REMEMBERS DADDY. For continuity, it’s better to read that chapter first. Many thanks for your votes and supportive feedback. “Hi, JJ,” purred the dulcet feminine tones into the phone as I picked it up. “This is Jay,” I responded,...