Needless to say, sleep that night after the Fair was intermittent as thoughts of Julie's beautiful body adorned by her pink satin bra and panties dominated my thoughts. I now had two pairs of her panties and they became more than a trophy to me, they represented the beauty and sexuality of my girlfriend. The pink pair was now soggy from two loads of come and...
This is a work of Fiction. All characters portrayed here are works of fiction. ***** A story of ego gone too far...with consequences It all began as a stupid competition that got way out of hand. I should have known better, should have seen the signs, used my intellect instead of my passions, but I was so driven to get the best of my Black Colleague that...
Note: This story is the fifty-fifth installment in a series entitled "Sandra and Stevie". If you have not read the previous fifty-four 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 stro...
She picked up her journal, the one she had kept ever since she had learned about adult life, and as she turned the page she smiled as the memories came flooding back to her as she recalled the pleasure and knowledge they gave her. She recalled the party when she was 18, which set her on the road to ruin and how she had become entangled with a biker gang wher...
This story describes a moment in time (January 1998) and was written shortly after it occurred. The descriptions of the people in the story are accurate for the time however, their names may have been changed to protect the innocent. Understand that like all works "Based on a True Story", there may be some artistic license taken. *************** It was the...
Consider Julie. That's what Dave was doing right then as she walked down the front path towards his door. Julie had auburn hair (closer to red in Dave's opinion, but she call it auburn), green eyes, creamy skin, and a very nice figure. She was intelligent and vivacious, fit and popular. She is eighteen, with an over-protective mother. Father, too, for th...
Cindie Hightower's entire body still tingled with the memory of the wonderful fucking her daddy had given her moments ago. Kalyn was so right, fucking was the best. She hoped that daddy would fuck her again soon, but if not, she had options -- plenty of them! Cindie just basked in the afterglow of her happiness, remembering that only just a month ago, things...
"Is there a chance you're pregnant?" "No!" Julie said, trying to look shocked. I sat next to her on the sofa but there was a small distance between us, one that would never usually be there. Dating for three years since we were sixteen, Julie and I hadn't the chance to be with anyone else. Unless we cheated. Julie had cheated. I couldn't flat out get ang...
Julie sat on the side of the bed, the sheer black lace cat suit she had on covered her from her neck to her toes and to her wrists. It was tight and fit like a second skin. It cupped and molded itself to her breasts, her stomach, and her sex. She had gloves and a head cover to match. The head cover had small cat ears on the top and whiskers on the face. Ther...
This is a ***TRUE STORY*** that occurred sometime in May of 1996. After reading these stories of husbands watching other guys fuck their wives, I decided to share my story. My story is slightly different though, I have never even thought of another man fucking my girlfriend. Although this is the story of my life, if this needs a title, I will call it: "The...