June, 1962 George Sarin breathed a sigh of relief as he walked the wooded path to his favorite fishing cove. He loved his family and usually enjoyed their camping trips at the lake, but he always looked forward to the naps his wife and young son took after lunch. It was unlikely he would catch anything this late in the day, he knew, but the tranquil moments...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** This series chronicles, and focuses on my wife, KK, specifically her infidelity. For critics, those who find cheating and adultery repugnant, or are overly sensitive or triggered by the thought of being cuckolded, this series is probably not of interest. For those who've had si...
My wife and I continued to see Doctor Stern in the months that followed. We learned how shifting our power dynamic can help her to cope with the childhood sexual trauma that had colored our sex life since we met. I had not even been aware of our dynamic until we explored it with Dr. Stern. She helped us to create a space where my wife was in control and felt...
The rumors about Benjamin quickly swirled around campus. Very attractive, he was every woman's dream man. Tall, muscular, six pack abs, strong handsome face, dark wavy hair, he had it all. Benjamin was an anomaly though as he did not have sex with women (and he was DEFINITELY not Gay), made even more ironic as he was also spectacularly endowed. He grew up in...
Ch. 11 - A Long BDSM Session At The Club. March 28th, 7:30pm - BDSM session with Maria, Joan and Sue at the club. I ask Sue if she still wants to try a spanking. She says yes so I tell her we will take care of her before we go to the club. At 7:30pm, she walks out of her bedroom naked. Damn, she's fucking hot! Vanessa and I are in our Dom gear and sitting...
It happened. Nobody knows about it, but it did happen. I didn't ask for it to happen. I didn't expect it to happen. I didn't even necessarily want it to happen, but it did happen. No, I didn't fight particularly hard to prevent it from happening. It's just that I didn't want to create a scene, and I was afraid if I tried too hard to stop it, it may cause eve...
Author's note: This is a collection of independent, stand-alone short stories about my wife. Some are fiction, while others are memories and flashbacks. They were written separately and never edited for continuity, so there are tense changes, repeated phrases, etc. I make no apologies, because these were intentionally spur-of-the-moment. Enjoy. --------- 1...
For background on just how Jonah got himself where he is and an introduction to the dystopic paradise that put him there, please see Chapter 1. This chapter has a bit more exegesis, but you'll find some juicy bits lurking in here as well! -PB _______ Jonah lay on the narrow bed, arms held snuggly to its sides, feet secured to its base. He could wiggle his...
"Slut, tramp, whore." These are some of the names I have been called. You may not approve my lifestyle or my marital relationship, but it is my life and I feel a compulsion to write about it. Hopefully you can accept my situation for what it is. I am not justifying what has happened over the past few years, only describing it. Extra-marital sex is not someth...
I awoke my dreams had been warm and lovely about my control over my pickup last night and about the taxi ride and the spanking, warm and lovely, The feeling I had now rather strange, my arms were out stretched behind my head and my right leg stretched out, something heavy was on my left leg and fiddling with my ankles. Is this still dreaming or is someone re...