The Officers Wife Club I had fucked my commanding officer's wife before they had left Germany to go back to the U.S. I guess I had done a good job because she said she was going to talk to some of her friends, other officer's wives, who had apparently complained about not being satisfied in the bedroom. She had gotten an envelope to me with names, addresse...
Author's note: The saga of Mistress-in-Training Marie and her sissy Charles has reached the point of their marriage. After the ceremony, Marie achieves her ambition and becomes a hotwife, making Charles a cuckold in the process As in all my fictional stories, all characters are over the age of eighteen, and all sexual practices described are performed conse...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
I was just lying back on the bed and enjoying how very good life can be. My wife Cat, Catherine to everyone else but me, and I had been playing our new game for about three months. If you have read the earlier tales you will know that after losing a bet to her I began a new and exciting lifestyle. The feeling of her mouth on me, slowly moving up and down m...
Over the next few days I repeatedly pleasured myself as I studied the lovely cursive AC brand Agatha Crush had shown me. I couldn't stop wondering about how it might look on my bottom. Fortunately there were plenty of videos on the web about how to create a temporary tattoo. By scanning the image of Professor Crush's AC monogram I was able to transfer a basi...
I’d be the first to tell you that this private eye business isn’t half of what it’s cracked up to be, Half? Not even a tenth. Most of my time I’m mashing ass in my broom-closet office over Wing Yee’s Oriental Garden on Wentworth, waiting for the phone to ring and wondering whether Yee will let me put another order of pork fried rice on the cuff again and lis...
If you are offended by gay sex, incest, transexuals or group sex then you can probably avoid most of them by skipping a couple of paragraphs. If, on the other hand you like a laugh then I’d recommend giving it a miss altogether. Onward. In a pleasant land far across the sea and long, long ago (longer even than your own grandmother can remember) there lived...
It was a glorious August afternoon in the City of Angels. The sun was shining and a sea breeze kept things comfortable. All was quiet, the whirring noise of a shuttering camera lens being the only sound, along with songbirds, in William's backyard. "Hold it...right there. That's perfect." Olivia took another photo. "You got enough yet? Come on, I'm ready...
There was a knock at the door. I was brought out of reverie as the pounding intruded on my consciousness. Lost somewhere between deep thought and real life, I'm caught off balance by this disturbance; my writing interrupted, a new world put on hold. In a daze, I opened the door, wondering idly who it might be. There stands a man on my front step whom I do...
Shane and Marisa Sherman seemed a normal couple when I first met them through my baby sitting duties. I was asked to baby sit their five year old daughter Molly on a regular basis. She was a delightful young child whom I quickly developed a real bond to, and she to me. I quite liked Shane and Marisa too; they seemed real nice people who made me feel very wel...