It is four in the morning now. More than an hour ago my husband Tim led me away to our bedroom on a leash clipped to the ring in my pussy lip. Steve reclaimed Kathy the same way, and took her to our guest room. I am drained, my libido fully sated. Tim is on his back snoring loudly. I lay face down between his raised knees. The upper half of my body is on o...
It was Valentine's Day, and luckily, this year, it fell on a Saturday. Darcy and I were also in luck because our second child had a birthday that was close to Valentine's Day and all four grandparents had traveled down to Austin for to see our little tyke turn two years old. All of the grandparents had decided to stay for a couple of weeks as the weather u...
It was a wild midsummer's night. The rain was pelting down in sheets and the wind was howling through the trees like the banshee's lonely wail. I was sitting in my favorite chair with a half full bottle of single malt Scotch in my left hand and a revolver in my right hand. There was only one bullet in the revolver and I was getting up my Dutch courage to pla...
Exhibitionism turns to light cuckolding with bi-elements. On the first day of her third year of college Lia was surprised to find her boyfriend Jason's roommate Matt in her writing class. She noticed him as he walked through the door, her heart skipping a beat. He took a seat on the far side of the room. On the second day he sat next to her and she was thri...
I woke up in a strange, dark room and a strange bed, having trouble sleeping without my sister's body to keep me warm. About the only familiar thing was a full feeling in my uterus. After a few minutes, I realized where I was, why I was here, and I noticed the bubbling pressure in my stomach. I quickly got out of bed, and ran to the bathroom, turning on t...
I needed to confide in someone, so I called on an old family friend to whom I had sometimes turned as a teenager. She now lived in New Hampshire. I hadn’t seen her in years, but we still spoke a few times a year by phone. I asked if she would be my confessor. She agreed. In my teens and early twenties, I had always been frisky. I found that I enjoyed not on...
Life is more dramatic than drama 6.30 AM It was early morning; I heard loud noises from the corridor of our Hostel. I came out of the room and learnt to my shock and surprise our classmate Gandhi, was found dead in his room, obviously committed suicide. An arsenic bottle was found besides the bed. Gandhi married six months earlier to Madhusmita, studying...
It was a Saturday night. We had been to a show, got home about 11 PM, and were channel surfing, looking for another hour's entertainment before going to bed. "I hadn't seen that," Josie – she'd rather be called that than Josephine -- said as we through the list of offerings. Zebra Lounge was just starting. "Neither have I." I clicked on the remote's Info...
**It takes a while, because it sort of a MF love story, but one with a big twist. And it follows the contours of a very much true story** * The academic job market is tough, especially for an English major. The problem is that one becomes invested, you catch the learning bug. Luke caught that bug early. Coming from a small town like Robins, Iowa, there was...
This is a contribution to the Survivor Revival Challenge, organized by Tara Cox. My first eleven stories were called My Junior Year Abroad. Next up was the little story, "Why I love Wives." Following that, we had five chapters of My First Time. This is my eighteenth story in the Survivor Revival Challenge. I hope you like it. Personally, I'm wasting away in...