Like I mentioned earlier, this is a fiction series involving an upscale white couple leading a cuckold lifestyle with a young Black man. If this is not the kind of subject that you like, please don't read any further. Several months had passed, during which some noteworthy events happened. Master Faisal had been successful professionally: He received His P...
1686. England. The crypt of the ruined church was cold, and Eloise felt her nipples harden and ache as she stepped to one side of the stone altar, releasing the clasp of her cloak, and casting it aside. Two of the acolytes approached her; Thomas, a farm-hand from one of the estates, she knew, and Lisette, the scullery maid from the manor's kitchens. They wo...
Alex looked at her reflection in the mirror, wondering if she had overdone it. She had called Clara last minute to get some tips at applying makeup. Alex thought she looked pretty good if she did say so herself. Getting up, Alex smoothed down the curve clinging dress and let out a breath. She couldn't believe she was nervous. Well yes, this was the first tim...
All characters involved in this story are of at least 18 years of age. All characters involved in this story are original creations of the author. Any resemblance to any real person, place, or event is purely coincidental. Please do not post anywhere else without author permission. Thank you! ***** They left me alone most of the day, at least, prior to t...
Here is a series of stories based on my wife and I having sexual experiences which include other males. We have met men online and these are the experiences that took place along the way from us dating up to today; we are now husband and wife. I will take a movie (everything we have ever done has a video (over 50) and watching these I tell the stories you ar...
Mid morning Friday, his cell rang. Chris recognized Melanie's caller ID. She was far and away his closest confidant and best friend - and long-ago former lover. They lived now on opposite sides of town, kept in touch pretty well, mostly by email and about six-monthly dinners. He hadn't talked with her for several weeks, so he answered – a rare thing for him,...
Ray and Simmone were a married couple who I knew from my local pub in south east London a good few years ago and, like me they were both in their middle thirties. Ray was a big, big guy, not overweight but definitely a heavyweight; very tall, broad, altogether imposing but not altogether bright. Could have been a doorstop for an aircraft hangar. Simmone was...
I slept hard. Overwhelming response to an orgasm like the one I'd just had, for starters, and the release of life's stresses in general did it, I suppose. Woke up around 5 in the afternoon. No sight nor sound of my 'niece.' Full of energy, and with some time to kill, I decided to go for a run. Pulled on my running shorts, found my shoes, decided against a sh...
Aria woke up. It was Friday morning, she smelled like sex, her hair was sticky and tangled, her vagina was sore, and she didn't want to go to school. Devon lay next to her, sleeping through the alarm she had set on her phone the night before. He was cute, lying on his chest like that, a little bit of drool wetting the sheet by his handsome face. Aria liked h...
Presenting Celeste with her enslavement agreement The following morning I brought up the subject of training Celeste to be my pleasure slave with Sheila by asking if she was truly sure she wanted to go through with the idea of me enslaving Celeste. She assured me she very serious about it. She knew that even in through such brief period had passed Celeste...