It was a rare quiet night at the Xavier School for Gifted Youngsters. The institution, which was considered the finest in the country for mutants, was usually abuzz with the comings and goings of its student body. But this was the Tuesday before Thanksgiving, and most of the students and faculty were gone, back home with their families. The only people who w...
For years, Roger was limp. It was a combination of things. Anti-depressants. Age. Chronically jacking off to cuckold and nylon themed porn. His wife certainly didn't help either. She was drop dead gorgeous. Always made up to perfection with raven black hair and perfectly sculpted tits. She knew about her husband's struggles but she didn't know whether to be...
Freeda was waiting outside of my office at 1:30 promptly. She looked ravishing and the smile she had left with that morning, was still plastered to lovely her face She immediately undressed and put her feet in the stirrups before I had time to say "How was lunch?" "Before we begin." I said while starring at her cute pussy, "I want you to relax and close yo...
Over the next year of Kris and Tracy's steamy affair practically under the noses of his wife and son, many changes had taken place in the household. First, Kris had gone out of town on business, leaving Tracy in a lurch and very, very horny. Since sex had all but been practically nil between her and Gus since their son was born, his father was more than c...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** This series chronicles, and focuses on my wife, KK, specifically her infidelity. For critics, those who find cheating and adultery repugnant, or are overly sensitive or triggered by the thought of being cuckolded, this series is probably not of interest. For those who've had si...
My wife's first boyfriend has a big dick. How do I know this? It reminds me of the old legal adage, never ask a question you don't already know the answer to. I was lying in bed with my wife after a particularly vigorous romp one Saturday afternoon, when, with her hand on my cock, she said, "God I love your cock!" I chuckled and asked her what she liked a...
A Hopefully Humorous Study in Synonyms with Abundant Alliteration and Catty Commentary [In Brackets] © 2019 by Victor Cabana The poem [Can a limerick qualify as poetry? Is "good limerick" oxymoronic?], as he delivered it. I know you're not feeling so sexy,Not even when I go all flexy.But still I crave you,And so want to screw.I can't help but get all erec...
100 "Here's what I'm going to do tonight," she says. "I'm going to stroke your cock. Lie back." She sees it in his eyes, the delight, the tiny bit of fear, the eagerness. He likes to be teased. Likes to have his pleasure... extended. And she likes to indulge him. "Don't worry, I won't let you come, but you have to tell me when you're close. If you come...
It was a new feeling John experienced, sitting there in the exam room with his wife Mary. The plastic surgeon was drawing with what looked like a sharpie pen the lines along which he would be cutting Mary's breasts to reduce them from their current, somewhat droopy 34D breast size to what would become perky, firm C cups. The feel John was experiencing coul...
The Tower of the Red-Eyed Princess is not marked on any map. Its whereabouts are unknown... down to the planet... down to the very universe, and the very dimension. Such a map would be unnecessary. When challengers seek the tower... or, when the tower calls for challengers... the two will find each other. The tower is told of in hushed whispers... It is said...