This is story is a work of complete fiction and fantasy. This is the first time I am kind of tackling the subject of cuckolding and kind of writing it from the readers POV. Hope that you enjoy it. Feedback is always appreciated! NOTE: I would like to thank discreetmtg and AdrienneL for helping to edit this story. It's your wedding night. After a beautiful...
Waking up this morning, my ass is so sore. I roll over to find myself alone again in Master's bed. Looking around the room, growling at the invading sunlight. Whatever asshole decided to invent walls out of windows should be shot. But this morning, there was no Brandy bursting into the room ridiculing me for sleeping late. No, it was just me and my sore as...
I sat at the kitchen table the letter from the IRS almost shaking in my hand. Cash had been very tight for Jenny and I recently anyway, and this seemed like the last straw. My wife sat opposite me. For a moment neither of us spoke, the hard reality of a demand for $10,000 slowly sinking in. "Christ, Jenny. I don't know what we're going to do now," I said in...
I met Stacy a couple of times for some one on one girl action. I liked spending time with her and really enjoyed the sex. We included Marcus on a few occasions also. Marcus called me on Wednesday to tell me his friends from back home were coming down on Friday for the weekend. I was looking forward to meeting them, "Well we will be hanging out Friday and go...
This is from my life before the club just after I moved to the city. As those who have read my previous stories will know I left a small hick town on my eighteenth birthday in search of something more then working for tips at an all night truck stop. I had been in the city about 2 months working at a strip club. Not my ideal job, not enough action but it...
Okay I'm not really sure how to start this story as it involves my Fiancé. It started when I took her out on her nineteenth birthday to by some sexy underwear and a few other items. Her birthday is in the middle of December so we first visited an adult shop in a local town and after trying on a few different sets of underwear she settled on a festive red and...
They had talked about it a week ago. Light conversation while sharing a bottle of wine, easy laughter in a cozy room. She had shared her fantasy of abduction and rape, a little embarrassed, but helped by the wine and his encouraging smiles. He talked equally lightly when he told her what she would wear, where she would be. Somehow it was neither a suggestio...
I was driving home, thinking about the fancy dinner I just had with Tim. It had taken a great deal of nerves for me to be there, wearing a sexy black dress which was was only held by a single knot behind my neck. I didn't wear a bra and my breasts jiggled every time I moved. Tim had talked most of the time praising my work. He said the most admiring things...
"You're not my type," he said, not meeting my eyes. I scowled at him, trying to discern whether he was truly lying or just being ignorant. At 5'3, blonde, and curvy, I'm EVERYONE's type. "What do you mean?" I asked, confused and insulted. "You're not my type. Plain and simple." Uh-oh, I thought. He sounded more resolute with that one. "And what IS your t...
Randy drove slowly through the red light district of Peoria. Work had brought him to Peoria, but his lust drove him to the decaying west end of the town. He had been through this town many times, driven down the gritty streets, watching as half naked women, some young and others not so young walked the sidewalks, waving and smiling at him through the car win...