Kevin had accepted a job with a downtown firm as an entry level accountant and Kathleen landed herself a job as a junior editor for the local paper. The wedding plans were in full swing. The afternoon ceremony was to take place at a small chapel followed by a dinner reception at Westwood Country Club where Kathleen's father had been a long time member. R...
Dear Mademoiselle Gardinier, Apologies for my delay in responding to your letters. I have been touring the country with my new colleague, Professor Van Herten, who I met at a medical conference in Brussels. He is a leading specialist in Europe of Paroxysm. We are working closely on some new methodologies that will enable the patient to experience sensations...
I have to admit I came up with a brand new plot for this story. It is a flash with brilliant humor and a moral for all, cucks and BtBs alike. Readers ask how I can dream up this shit and I respond, 'mushrooms'. If you don't like satire, testosterone laden men, pickaxe handles, and prickly heat, move on. I am sure there are plenty of cuck stories posted above...
From the start we were like the Three Musketeers, one for all and all for one. Then, sometimes we were more like the Three Stooges. Whichever we were; we were inseparable. The world considered us to be cousins. We were almost. Andi and Sandy were true cousins. I am Patrick. My mother married into the family after my father died in combat. Dad was a US Ma...
Sorena woke up earlier than normal. In fact, she was rather sure the entire town must have woken from the noise coming from outside. She’d heard the horn’s the signaled the comings and goings of military persons once before. Ten years ago when she was a young girl, watching the Kingdom of Arlan’s knights and soldiers make their way off to war near the coast,...
Note: I am sorry about the second part of this story. I will never use a beta reader again. I will master the commas Master, is not an easy role for me. My mistress required more than an apology. I kneel at the keyboard, as I write. * The ship slowly approached the island. Sandra and Mary were on the second deck. They were in the dinning room, with the res...
XII. Mistress returns The sound of voices stirred him from his partial slumber. It was Mistress Wendy, he noted immediately, with relief. Not a maid. But there were other voices. They sounded like those of the couple in the units adjacent to the Sundown units. "No, kidding, he does that?" he thought he heard from a female voice, not his Mistress's. "Well,...
The two women slouched low in their booths. Each one's breathing still slowing down from the ecstasy that they had just experienced. Anne's fingers traced lightly over her wet pussy, then up over her stomach and back down her legs, the sensations tingling in the afterglow of her recent orgasm. She was still amazed at herself. Had she really just done that? H...
I don't know why, I thought since it was Halloween that it would be the one night I could be assured that I could find myself lost in the shadows. With all those out and about I would not be noticed, that it would be safe to assume I would be a faceless individual in the crowd. Little did I know that was not to be the case. My fetish is cross-dressing, to b...
What might the world look like if women were usually stronger and more aggressive than men? Perhaps a society existing very much like the one we know, but with almost every gender role reversed. Not only that, but what if the ideas about the sexes that evolved in such a world were far stricter, enforced through every aspect of society and any deviation looke...