(1) Remember, this is chapter 14. Depending on what the reader wants, maybe this is a story on its own, or maybe it needs the background of the previous chapters; (2) For the lazy among you, Jack was a lonely gamer who got laid off. He was also into cross dressing and many other fetishes in a big way. In his despair and loneliness, he answered an ad on a Fe...
Apologies for the late submission, I will try to keep the upcoming posts timed consistent and quick. Once again, I hope you all enjoy reading what I write as much as I enjoy writing them. It'd been almost 3 weeks to that fateful day when we'd visited the club and Lily had proceeded to snog and grope a complete stranger on the dance floor. That of course, ha...
Note to reader: My last entry, "One Glass of Wine?" was not very good. That was partly because it was hastily prepared in fantasy mode. This version, "One Glass of Wine, Revisited" (without a question mark) is, I think, better and here is why. The first was fiction, with things added that I would like to see done to me. But that is not up to me, so in this s...
CHAPTER 6 An irritated older guy was standing at reception waiting for a receptionist to appear when Tom entered the dingy offices of Benson, Michaels and Struthers PR. "May I help you sir?" "Do you work here?" "Yes." "I own Robinson's Clearance House and had advertised heavily to promote the clearance of a line of five gallon ceramic pickling pots. We'...
First off let me say this, having a cuckold for a husband is not for everybody, even if this is what the husband wants. Another way to look at this is that the woman is going to be the one getting fucked, and what if she doesn't want that? I understand that there will be a few men who will read this so I want to make sure that I make this perfectly clear to...
Stephen is the name. Most people call me Stevie for short. I'm a young brother living in Brockton. A six-foot-two, 240-pound African American male with mocha skin. Like many other young folks living in the city of Champions, I go to Massasoit Community College. I'm taking up Criminal Justice there. I'm in my first semester. Soon, I'm going to head to Bridgew...
Slowly, Donna opened her eyes into the smallest, tiniest slits she could manage. She was never sure what she would find and the tension grew worse every day. Some mornings, it was a dingy and cold concrete cell; others, it was a splendid penthouse suite with satin sheets and a warm breakfast on a tray beside the bed. Some mornings, her eyes were crusted over...
Dave is a 32 year old with a secret makeup fetish. He is long term unemployed, through disability (back trouble). Jan is his wife, she is 44 years old and the owner / manager of a local beauty salon. She loves Dave but is very worried about Dave's wondering eyes. As usual Dave was at home resting his bad back and Jan was at work, earning the money that k...
I was wondering what Karen had in store for me. When I got up the next morning, showered and shaved, I had little time to wait. She was holding her tiny g-string that she had worn the day before. A certain twinkle in her eye told me that something else was about to happen. "Honey," she said, "Like I told you last night, even with your smaller than average c...
Irma had Drake lap and probe obediently at the mixed perfumes of her cunt and arsehole, enjoying several rich orgasms as she indulged in the sheer pleasure of enforcing her dominance over him, revelling in her control and lusting to show her latest conquest to her friends; the first showing always gave her such a thrill, her pride bursting as she demonstrate...