After last night, I had to strip the hotel bed and let it air dry. I didn't want the hotel staff coming in and thinking of me as a slut. I took a shower, got dressed and went to orientation. The entire day I was distracted with the pleasure from last night. The excitement of what I was about to do tonight kept me wet and distracted throughout orientation. Af...
Part five - watching the fun I had just finished getting everything ready when I heard a car pull up outside and I quickly rushed back to the living room to wait for the new lovers to arrive. I just made it back into the room as the front door opened and they walked in holding hands. I saw my wife was a little tipsy and had a big smile on her face and I cou...
Officially, we don't exist. That's what conventional wisdom tells us. If you were to type the words "Black Cuckolds" on Google, all you'd get are references to the standard-issue Cuckolding, which typically involves a big Black guy fucking a White woman while her husband or boyfriend, also White, watches. Nothing wrong with that if that's what moves you. My...
Back at my apartment, I wanted nothing more than to just get the chastity device off of me, but I still couldn't help but be aroused at my humiliating situation. Here I was, chastised by my previous girlfriend who now controlled not only my orgasms, but whether I could have sex with another woman. Suddenly, my phone buzzed, notifying me of a new text messa...
When Ron Morgan woke up the morning after his 65th birthday, he laid in bed thinking about the previous day. His birthday began when he received his Medicare Card in the mail. Then he plunged out two toilets (neither one was his), installed a ceiling fan, helped Mrs. Monroe carry in her groceries and replaced a light switch. Then a 24 year old woman in a bik...
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. **** Full Moon Rekindling Camping was something, at le...
It was an overcast Thursday evening at the end of September, Sarah was preparing herself for date night with her husband John. "Why do we have to have date night on Thursday?" Sarah asked indignantly. "I have told you before, until my shifts change at work we just have to make do with Thursday's." John knew exactly why Sarah wanted to go out over the weeken...
All characters are fictional. *** Tommy was just settling in on the couch. The grass was cut, the trash was out, he'd had a shower and grabbed a beer from the fridge. His wife Jill was at her mother's and should be home soon. He hoped she didn't have more chores for him, the game was about to start. But the game was delayed by rain, so he started flipp...
Who in their right mind puts a 24-hour fitness center in a retirement community? I've questioned it since I started working here three months ago. The community organizer was looking for someone to work the night shift full-time and I needed the money. As much as I hated working all night, I didn't mind working the shift alone. I'm more of the quiet type, no...
The lab was blessedly quiet, everyone having gone home. It had been a mess for Karen to tidy up after the celebration, but it was a task she took on willingly. After all, nobody questioning why she stayed at work so late was good. And that degree in Computer Science most definitely helped her cover her tracks with her... Hobby. Still, it was a good celebra...