Laura Lee Ochoa Stories

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Black Cuckolding In Montreal

by Samuelx on Sep 11, 2017
Interracial Love

Never say never, I guess that's what the moral of the story is. When my husband Benjamin "Benny" LaCroix told me that he wanted me to cuckold him, I think my jaw hit the floor. Benny is six-foot-one, lean and muscular, with dark brown skin, curly Black hair and lime-green eyes. My darling husband is biracial, born in the City of Montreal to a French Canadian...

Kinky Sex and Pop Tarts

by storm_usmc on Jun 3, 2019
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Note: This story has lots of exhibitionism, a bit of light bondage, and a hell of a lot of cheap shots against wannabe literary critics and the anonymous trolls that we all love to hate. I will admit it is not the most original themed story I have ever written but still fun in my opinion. As always, if these things are not your thing, seek life elsewhere. Yo...

Laura Lee

by chrisho on Aug 31, 2017
First Time

There’s a first time for everything, right… The time when Laura-Lee and me went down by the creek near her Pappy’s cabin. I’ll never forget that smile she flashed at me when I was delivering a cord of wood to her Pappy’s place. Fine place old man Wilkerson had, all tarred up, nice like, between the logs. In the bush, life is right hard, for sure, but he se...

Laura Lee in the City

by chrisho on Sep 12, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

"Can you give me a hand?" Turning, I met Laura Lee. She smiled at me, said she was new in town and asked if I would mind helping her move her stuff into her apartment. She gestured towards an antiquated pick up truck where I was shocked to see an older man who was straight out of "The Hills Have Eyes" glaring at me. He elbowed his way from the truck and st...

The Lazarus Syndrome

by Cromagnonman on Sep 15, 2017
Romance

This is the third in my Gerry Pretty serious of detective stories and it sort of comes full circle. CM In the back of the LJ Bar, hidden behind cases of booze, is a room that very few people know about. This is the headquarters of the thriving Pretty Detective Agency and where I spend some of my day when I'm not detecting or helping out in the bar. Today...

Beautiful Monsters Like Us

by Samuelx on Sep 12, 2017
NonHuman

Life isn't easy when you're what I am, but of course, most of my human acquaintances claim to have it tough even though they're living in a world where they are constantly surrounded by their own kind. I guess it's part of the human condition to feel dissatisfied with one's life. Since I feel that way sometimes, I guess I'm still more human than not. How I l...

Not What Was Planned Ch. 04

by glendale22 on Sep 15, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

After a few moments exposed on the bed, Maggie and Jimmy sat up. Kristina and Justin were still talking about getting cleaned up in the shower, and they were inviting Maggie and Jimmy to come along. It would not be that different from the shower they shared with Josh and Bonnie at the campground, and they certainly had little modesty left in front of their r...

How We Became An "Owned Couple" Ch. 11

by watchdwag on Sep 11, 2017
Fetish

Lee felt totally at ease at our apartment as she surveyed the two bedroom place that my wife Laura and I rented. She had me carry in some bags and selected the master bedroom as her new room telling me she would sleep there. She looked over what we had in the pantry and fridge, and while she indicated she didn't do much cooking, put together a list of items...

The Accidental Gigolo Pt. 01

by MarshAlien on Sep 25, 2017
Mature

Chapter 1: Accidents Will Happen I am a genuinely nice guy. To take just one example, I never needed to be reminded that there was a community service requirement we'd have to meet before we graduated; I'd fulfilled it before I got to eleventh grade. Mostly to get out of the house, true, but also because I really enjoyed working with the deaf kids at the pu...

A Message from Mr Smith and Mr Wess

by Cromagnonman on Sep 16, 2017
Mature

Chapter 1 My two fingers pecked out a staccato beat on my battered Remington as I put the final touches to the report I'd written on the case I'd just finalised. It was just a small matter of blackmail involving a young woman and a member of the clergy. For a consideration she agreed to destroy the negatives and to not reveal the sordid details of the affai...