Chapter 1 Five years ago I owned my own company and was earning a six figure salary. I had it all. A gorgeous wife, boat, cars, motorcycles, two homes, and a loaded bank account. Today I kneel in the bathroom of a company I once owned scraping gum off the floor so I can mop it. This is my story of five long years of submission and cuckolding at the hands of...
He crawled on his hands and knees towards her. She was lying on her back with her legs spread open, the glistening sex inviting him to taste its musky depths. He lowered his head to catch the folds in his mouth, sucking them before spearing his tongue within to find her swollen clit. He circled it slowly, caught it with his lips and lapped at it again. She m...
It was a small part on the popular soap opera 'Yellow Rose Of Texas', but after two seasons of playing Darla Dare, the well-tanned, 5'5", absolutely gorgeous 24-year-old, with high cheekbones, big doe shaped baby-blue eyes, thick curly just below her shoulders length platinum-blonde hair, and an overripe 38EE-28-34 hourglass figure that her plaid cowboy shir...
I knew Jenna was easy--most of my guy friends had already fucked her--but I didn't know how slutty she was until the day I met her. We were introduced by a mutual friend as she sat cross-legged on the grass outside the commmunity college centre, wearing a fairly short skirt, and smoking a joint with three male classmates. I didn't really mean to peek, but it...
It's a wonderful life. I don't know how I've come to be here or how long I've been here. I don't know who I am or that I was anything other than what I am now. I have no knowledge of anything before here or of anything outside of here, except for him. I remember awaking here for the first time and feeling frightened when I became aware of the state I was i...
It was a normal Saturday night in Central London, a cold winter evening. Weekends were always busy on Central London's clubland. Bars and clubs were packed, busy and making profits hand over fist through the night. It was only 6pm, and the night-club Polygon was preparing to open it's doors at 9pm until 6am the next morning. Jimmy McGregor was on his way to...
My wife's control over me insures that I have no secrets from her no matter how depraved my hidden desires. This is the fourth in a series in which I confess my past experiences as a panty thieving college cross dresser. I have changed some of the names, but the rest of the confessions are, sadly, true. Please read the first three installments for context....
Sweat dripped from Jane's brow as she lunged in time to the music. Aerobics had never really interested her, that was until the arrival of Mr. Fitzgerald, the young and extremely good-looking South African student P.E. instructor who had arrived at the start of the term. He was 6'4" and powerfully built with short, sun bleached hair, piercing blue eyes and a...
Hello, my name is David, and I have a, I guess you can call it, an addiction. It isn't drugs or alchol, my is more of a, well, a kink: I love pantyhose. Whenever I see a woman in a skirt and her legs are covered in pantyhose, I just lose my mind. Sure, I love women's legs as much as the next guy, but pantyhose just give this nice feel when your hands rub the...
A week passed before I saw Lynn again. Of course we were in the middle of finals and that probably kept us from fucking on a daily basis; that and her period. At any rate, we took in a movie on a Friday night during which I fingered her to several rousing orgasms and she blew me as I lay sprawled in my seat in the fourth row of the balcony. It was on the wa...