Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. *** It had been a long day, and Mark couldn't wait to finish work, close down his laptop and chill out. Thank goodness he worked from home and didn't have to worry about the daily commute. After shutting everything down, he was heading for the garden and a dip in the pool. He didn't ev...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: These chapters are written to be read in sequence, to fully understand and enjoy the story -- RUSTY * Chapter 6 -- The Party Friday night Allen packed, kissed his wife goodbye and drove off to catch a plane. Amanda stood at the door, waving as Allen backed out of their driveway, but her thoughts had already turned to Saturday. Her outward a...
Part III: A Wife Changes Beyond Imagining But all for the Best ********************* 3rd part of a multi-part story of how a wife, needing a job in tough economic times, transformed not just her body and life, but everything about her marriage. In part three Scott, the husband, recounts what he learned and the fun times get wilder. *******************...
Making it Real A Cuckold's Diary, Chapter 35 May, 2012 PLEASE, folks: this is a story about cuckolding. Honest, I wouldn't lie to you! If you read it, you are going to hear about cuckolding. If this will upset you, may I suggest that you either a) don't read it, or b) don't get your nose out of joint when you get upset. I post this in the Loving Wives Sect...
Nerd. It's a title I've worn proudly for most of my life. Actually it's a title I've cultivated. I've always had glasses with the elastic holder around my neck, even though my vision is 20-20. They are only reading glasses, but my public doesn't know that. I have my hair cut in a short, 1950's manner. My clothes are just slightly off kilter, geeky and diffe...
Then she added: "Seven AM tomorrow morning, sir! I'll be there and ready!" "You'd better be," was his answer, and he watched her, he suspected what was coming next. "But, sir," she said, "I don't know what to do, I mean about any of this; I just don't." "Well, first of all, Catherine, my own personal slut," he began. She had a thrill of outrageous propor...
Dawn. The first light of day was entering the suburban bedroom of distressed young Jessica Thompson. The pretty teen had tossed and turned her way through the night, her mind filled with images of her shameful behavior the previous afternoon. "How could I do that?" she wondered. "It just seems like when Kenny gets his tongue in my mouth and his fingers in m...
When he opened the door, she came running from the kitchen. "Oh my god I'm so glad you're home, Master. I missed you so much." She threw her arms around him. "But I have dinner going." She turned to head back to the kitchen. "Stand still!" He didn't raise his voice but put an edge into it that she knew she had to listen to. She stopped, and he came up behi...
Note All Characters are fictitious and comprise composites of facets of persons and are not intended to represent any actual individual persons either living or dead. Slaved The fan above the bed creaked and groaned ineffectively in the suffocating heat, barely cooling the legion of flies that crawled exhaustedly over it, the clock said three a.m which me...
Euphrosyne smiled as she stood in the grand hall of the Palace she shared with the other Graces. The preparations for their end of summer soiree had gone on for weeks, and tonight was the big night for their much anticipated party and everything looked absolutely perfect. Looking into her enormous pink marbled dining room, the large oaken table in the center...