It has been about a month now since my blackmail gang blowjob session with the four boys, and my mind was in turmoil about what had happened but more worryingly my responses during the session. At first I had been horrified and ashamed at what I was being forced to do, not physically forced, but emotionally forced, I know some will say it was my own fault...
Chapter 03 The gentlemen of New Orleans disport themselves at a pique-nique The August sun blazed down on the porch. I sat in the shade, surveying Parcbeau, the plantation of my ancestors and now my care. Last winter's ice, carefully hoarded in the icehouse, tinkled in my glass and brought some welcome relief to the heat. I mopped my brow with a silk handk...
As always my stories feature characters who are all over the age of eighteen. If this is the first story you have ever read of mine, then this is hopefully the perfect place for you to start enjoying Rachel's sexual adventures, seeing as this is a prequel to those I've previously published. To all of you who have followed her journey thus far, I hope you d...
Author's Note: This is part six of my smutty romantic comedy series. This chapter is the final chapter of the Mall Arc, and while it's not the sexiest, its got lots of crazy swaps going on. The next chapter marks the beginning of the Strip Club arc, where things start to get way sexier. =-=-=-=-= Warning: this chapter is rated a swap-happy R and includes (...
In my previous story "Alana's Hotwife Adventures, Part1" I wrote about how I met and married my beautiful wife Alana, and how within months of our marriage she made me her willing cuckold by fucking her lover Steve while I watched. She was a bridesmaid in the wedding of our friends Stephanie and Kurt, and Steve was a groomsman. During the reception, my wife...
For the past three years, Carrie and I have had a crazy-in-love, whirlwind relationship, full of sexual adventures which mainly revolve around my exhibitionism. Nothing gets her hotter than seeing me naked and vulnerable in a situation where I shouldn't be naked. As of late, our adventures have become increasingly more dangerous, with Carrie pushing me t...
From characters by Jill York * A couple of weeks after Susan's first meeting with Mrs Raj's nephews passed by. John, her husband had kept completely silent about the recent events. He had even refrained to ask about what Mr Gupta had done to his wife when he had summoned her in his suite for the whole night. He must have had a good idea of it but he declin...
Everyone knows that even the very best dreams eventually come to an end. It was with this thought in mind that I approached Kitty’s house on the Monday morning. Having been with her three times last week and seeing how quickly she had started to lactate as a special surprise for her husband, I knew that it was likely that after today my services would no lon...
Trixabelle tugged nervously at the hem of her skirt. It was a sick parody of traditional fairy garb, the pleats cut like leaves but slit far higher and cut far shorter than any fairy would wear back home. Not to mention that rather than being wrapped securely round her waist, it was tied at the sides with two, big flimsy bows. Pretty much the whole of the si...
"Hey are guys back there?" Ted yelled. "Ya, come on back," I yelled, just before I heard the gate open and then latch closed. Debbie's eyes were the size of saucers as hearing Ted's voice; she lurched in the hot tub. She was lunging for her robe only to realize I had tossed both of our robes over a chair on the other side of the deck. "Oh no, Gary, Gary,...