Tears filled up in Jan's eyes as she sat in the waiting room thinking about the last night she had spent with her ex-husband, a little over two months ago. He beat his huge 13-inch cock against her face yelling, "come on bitch...suck it." "You know I can't take it all," she had pleaded with him. "Yeah, well I know a couple of other holes that can take...
"Here you go, Ted. Sit back and enjoy your beer. I've asked you to join me because I've got a story to tell you that's gonna grab your imagination by the balls," I said as I put his beer down in front of him. He and I were seated across from one another in a booth in Ernie's Bar just down the block from the Riverview Athletic Center. We each had a cold draft...
Author's note #1: My thanks to OOAA for his help on this project from beginning to end. The problem areas you find will be where I didn't take his advice. Author's note #2: NOTICE TO ALL CUCKOLD HATERS! THIS IS A CUCKOLD STORY. If you read past this point, make sure your criticism is constructive. If you are one of those Anons who love to write, "This is a...
Charisse was pensive as she sat in the Buffet car on the train as it descended from the foothills of the Alps to the flat farm land of Southern France. She had left a few hours earlier from Milan with her friend Valerie, who sat across from her at the little fold up table by the window. Charisse was a beautiful girl with long light brown legs that she had s...
Thanks to Charlie for the guidance help and wonderful editing skills. ***** I dressed quickly and left for work, it was going to be a big day. We were getting close to completion and we had the big party to organise. Siobhan and I worked on the invite list and gift baskets for all who attended. I organised the band, security, lighting and caterers. I le...
This is the seventeenth episode of my unreliable memoirs. Each episode can be read individually but it helps a bit with names to have read the previous ones. I hope you have enjoyed it so far. M4bloke ****************** For a while now Lesley had had wanted us to have a threesome with another guy. We'd had several threesomes with girls, including Skye,...
4-3 My study of Slave Yoga is proceeding splendidly. With the incentive of the slave treats and the mock threat of the slave whip constantly cracking over my head my movements in class are now more graceful and fluid than many of the slave girls. I know that my moves are better, even if the slave girls get more attention from the men in the window because t...
Chapter 1: THE GOOD GIRL It was finally happening. My lovely girlfriend was on her back, being penetrated by another man, and I was watching. It was a heart-stopping moment of near painful excitement -- part of me wanted to push him off of her, and the other part was enjoying the look of pleasure on her face. Her chest rose and fell in time with her shallow...
Before you read this part I strongly suggest that you read the previous parts. It will give you the background that will make this part a lot more enjoyable. *** Part 15 It was late morning when I woke-up and as I lay on top of my bed with the fingers of my right hand waking-up my pussy. I swore to myself that I really would have a lazy day. The problem w...
The acrid taste of the cheap whiskey burned his throat as he tossed his head back, letting the alcohol slide down, leaving a sloppy trail of fire in its wake. Grady hissed sharply before pounding his chest. The pain was divine. He needed this. Lifting the bottle to his lips, he drank deeply yet again. It was a fairly large handle but he was determined to...