This is just a bit of fun. It was supposed to be quite short, but it sort of got away from me. It pokes a little fun at the cuckold stories on the site. As such it could have found a home in 'Loving Wives' but I think that would put the emphasis in the wrong place. It could have gone into 'Humour and Satire', I suppose. Yes, I agree the tale is a little fa...
Author's Note: This is a story I wrote almost ten years ago and had completely forgotten about, recently discovering it while cleaning up my hard drive. It was going to be a multiple chapter series; however, thought it would make a perfect submission for the Halloween event so submitting in its entirety. I hope you enjoy and vote favorably! * "Mr. Wilcox?"...
Author's Note: All aspects of the story are fictional. All characters that participate in sexual activity are over the age of 18. Edited by Expoh and AnnabelleFalls13. **** Strength - 100 +10 (+10%) Vitality - 185 +19 (+10%) Agility - 43 +2 (+5%) Compulsion - 0 Persuasion - 0 Spirit - 40 +10 (+25%) Health -- 248.00/248.00 Essence -- 123 Carry Wei...
Chapter 24: Martina I got to Tina's apartment that Sunday long before the time we had agreed to meet. We had met the previous night at my ex's little orgy and I had asked Tina for a fuck date. She was about five-five, maybe one hundred ten pounds, apparently a Hispanic woman with long black hair and pale skin. She was maybe in her late thirties and gorgeou...
The room was heaving with bodies, some famous, but mainly music exec types and those looking to land themselves a contract or a rock star for the night. I was glad. All my hard work had paid off. I hated event organising and I'd really expected when I took this job 18 months ago, that the work would be more of the hands on personal assistant kind the job spe...
Sandra was really bored. And frustrated. And it was only getting worse and worse. Almost three years now, she thought as she poured herself another gin & tonic. It's been three years since anyone had bothered paying any attention to her, not her useless husband Frank, or either of her children. Ever since the twins had turned 18, it was like she didn't e...
My job on that cattle drive had been simple. I was the hired gun. Oh it wasn't as obvious as the times I had been hired on to kill specific people. Nonetheless it was my position. The scout was an Indian and damned good at his job. My job was to ride along with him and make sure nobody killed him. I was also expected to hunt down rustlers. It would be nice i...
Confession ************** I couldn't help myself. Chelsea Charm's breasts were hypnotically drawing me to them. Large breasts have always been my greatest fantasy. I grew up in a family where the females are all hugely busted, so you can imagine my disappointment when coming of age, I discovered that it wasn't normal for all women to have big breasts. I...
This is a long story, 57,000 words. If that doesn't appeal to you stop reading now. There is very little explicit sex in the story and what there is, is a long way in. If that is what you seek. Then look elsewhere. * Chapter 1 Will Wainwright never knew what hit him. He was two days out of St Peter Port Guernsey, on route to Gibraltar, where they woul...
Chapter 17: The Flare-Up I welcomed my work after all these troubled, but strangely satisfying days. A load had been lifted from my soul and I could dedicate myself to work. When I entered the building, I received more support from my colleagues than I expected -- perhaps I was not such a cold German after all; the influence of Maureen had probably changed...