Written with a good friend in mind. He gave me the urge to writ this.. so it is for him. To Malcom Love Valentina... *chuckles* A trip to Scotland Was more then I expected I looked at my watch.. Gezz I mumbled this time change is gonna kill me. I flipped open my lap top and started typing away.. Yeah yeah I know I am supposed to be on vacation for the next...
My name is James Rock and I fuck Mothers and Daughters for a living. Perhaps I should explain. My official job isn't Mother-Daughter Fucker, but actor, though truth be told the acting I do isn't going to win me an Oscar. And James Rock is my stage name; my real name is a lot more boring and not the type of thing people wanting a quick jerk-off would be impr...
This story has no explicit sex. It is a story of betrayal, humiliation, revenge and reconciliation. This is a fantasy written for my enjoyment and hopefully yours. ----- A better offer. My wife Dianne and I were the last to leave Mike and Janet's party, as was usually the case. I went to get my car while Dianne waited inside as there was a lot of snow and...
HOW TO COOK A CUCKOLD I'm sure you've heard the saying about how to cook a frog. Put him in a pan of cool water and slowly turn up the heat. By the time he notices, he is cooked. I've never tried it myself and frogs have nothing to do with this story. What does have to do with this story is how I became a cuckold without realizing it. I ask the BTB fanatics...
*Note to Readers, this is a sequel to "The Older Woman in my Life". Me and Ms. Smith, or Dorthy, had a wonderful symbiotic relationship. She liked to fuck younger guys (me), and I liked to fuck older women (her). We worked a way around causing gossip amongst the neighbors. Being eighteen and ready to be on my own, I told my mom that Ms. Smith had an extra r...
I'm only nineteen. I had moved into my new place only a few months ago, right after high school graduation. I was just sitting there on the couch, home alone, flipping through a magazine, jilling myself, when I heard a knock at my door. I got up to answer. "Mindy Brighton?" A man asked. There were two men. Ken dolls. Both had big smiles. "Yes, that's me....
"Hello? Anyone home?" I called out, hearing no signs of the children, nor Mr. M. In the distance I could hear Mrs. M click-clacking in her heels in the dining room. I found her fixing a martini from the bar. "Oh hi, Mrs. M. Are the kids on a playdate? I didn't have anything in my calendar." "No, Mr. M took them to the museum today so...
Final Edition: Shannon Gets Her Revenge (Or Does She?) Jeff Emerson awoke with a start, soaked with sweat in his bed in the resort that he owned in Miami. Damn that was a horrible dream. Jeff thought shaking his head. All that crap about being a bum for five years, then coming home to his wife that cuckolded him for months then him taking her back and fin...
When Joanna called, ( I'll call her Jo for short,) I was thinking she had a change of mind - meaning I am her painter/decorator and she had second thoughts about the colour I had done her bathroom. I'd already changed it twice, "well it looked right on the colour card," said she. But I didn't mind because she always took full responsibility, didn't try to bl...
Note to Reader: Hasbara in Hebrew means public diplomacy, we follow the story of Maya Ram, a Israeli patriot, public relations woman and sex addict. A secular Ashkenazi Jewish woman, Maya has had the finniest education money can buy. But money cannot give her the life education she needs and craves and the story that follows is the story of this life educati...