Henry grew up thinking that there were two kinds of men; men's men and ladies men. At 5' 6" and 135 lbs, he was seldom mistaken for a man's man. Although he had wrestled from high school through college, he never took on the macho behavior of the locker room. On the other hand, he had virtually no luck with the ladies, either. Even if he could effectively pr...
Eve and I had been invited to the Christmas party a group of us hold every year. It is a festive event, attended by a couple dozen people in one of the more expansive homes in our neighborhood. Eve, now that we are retired, spends most of her time in jeans and t shirts, maybe a sweatshirt in the cooler part of the year, cutoffs when it's really hot. We rarel...
notes: This is a cuckold story and details how a man loves a woman so much he accepts her desire to be with other men. He marvels in her slutiness as she rubs it in his face. There are fetish element of semen, panties and pregnancy throughout this story. You draw your own conclusion as to merits of a cuckold relationship. I believe one must make sacrifices i...
I'd worked at the shoe store for two weeks. The manageress worked some of the weekdays, but Sherry and I held down the shop through most of the slow day time. One side of the shop was women's and girl's shoes, which was Sherry's domain. I dealt with other side, men's and boy's shoes. The day Marie came into my world started out hot and windy. Business w...
The next morning Alan gets up and starts to slip on the panties that Dr Newman gave him. He's excited about his appointment to see the doctor today. He looks down at his penis, thinking it is looking a little bit smaller than usual. He shrugs, putting it down to the colder weather. He remembers that he was Alice last night and smiles. "I've got to be Alan to...
I am one of several slaves my Mistress Marisa keeps in her household. I am completely owned as are the other slaves that serve her. These episodes are written with her permission. It is my, our story... *********** I hear the female chatter as I come down the hall from your kitchen and main bar area. I have a tray full of margaritas. As I enter the room I...
"Get out." Alessandro's cold flat voice caused me to cringe as I gripped the sides of the car seat refusing to go back into his house. He stood just outside the car with his hand fused to the door handle. "I am not going back in there, you can forget it!" I said with a shaking voice. His brother stood behind him glaring between Alessandro and me. "Brother,...
I grabbed my clutch bag, Jo hers, and we had a little kiss session. "I could take you now, Mattie; I love you so much and I want to fuck your rigid." I laughed, "Mmmm, we will just have to wait until later." We left the suite and locked the door; I took the card-key and put it in my bag. We headed down for a celebratory drink and then we had a wonderfu...
Note: This story is the nineteenth installment in a series entitled "Sandra and Stevie". If you have not read the previous eighteen 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 strongl...
Copyright Oggbashan June 2004 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. This story is not intended to represent any particular Muslim pract...