If you find cuckolding offensive I suggest that you skip to the last page, leave your caustic comment and avoid the pain of reading this story. If you want to read about a cock in a cage this isn't the story for you either. My story isn't for everyone, but you would be surprised by how many people find it oddly compelling. It's like a slow-motion catastrophe...
Author's note: I considered splitting Part 3 of this story into two parts, but I felt it worked better as one. Consequently, it's a little longer than usual. As was the case with Part 1 and 2, there are a number of Australianisms and other minor references to popular culture, mostly to songs and musicians, which may not be entirely clear as to their meaning...
Dear readers, this is another long segment in the Barry and Carol story. If you are looking for a quick "kiss and fuck" story, this is not it. As this is Part III of a continuing story, it would be advantageous for the reader to have read "A Conspiracy to Commit..." and "A Conspiracy to Deceive..." before tackling this section. Also, there will be a Part IV...
1 Frank Frank Tattrie is unique among the unique. Frank is a wiry, long haired, bearded, six four hillbilly who always wears a Red Fox hat. You know the kind where he just skinned and cured the fox with all its parts bunched it up and put it on his head, He added two black beady glass eyes that stare at you. You don't know weather to look into Frank's eyes...
Tom, a twenty-six-year-old programmer lived in a small city and worked for a young company trying to make its way in the world. He held the same job that he had earned immediately after college graduation and he had been living in the same modest apartment since then. He had built quiet a routine. Work and sleep dominated the weekdays and nights, Saturday co...
Chapter Six Growth of Love Valerie stood on the steps, watching the cab pull up to the door. Getting in, she cringed involuntarily as she leaned back on the sore marks and welts on her back and legs. Telling the driver where to take her, she smiled at the memories of how the soreness came about. "Are you all right, lady?" "Yes. Just a little sore." "I t...
"Okay, I'll go with you!" "Seriously?" "Yes, I'm serious." "But what about your mom? I thought you always spend Christmas together." "We do. Or at least we always have. But I'm 21 years old, and if I want to spend Christmas with my boyfriend, then that's what I'm going to do." She sounded confident, but inside she was anything but sure of herself. She...
Hey folks, I know the past two weeks have been a murder fest, but sometimes fictitious people have to die. I promise you that there will be no fictitious deaths in this story, so those of you who can't stand it when imaginary people die are safe. I did borrow the results of the car accident from one of my favorite classic LW stories. Those of you who've been...
Here's hoping you enjoy my story! In any case, your comments, suggestions, and of course your votes will be appreciated! Good luck to all the Summer contest entrants! One: They say-whoever in Hell they are-if you can't say something positive, then shut the fuck up! OK, but I'm betting they've never been mired in the nightmare traffic that crawls along the...
I honestly thought that the first story was going to fucking blow but it seems with all the views and comments that all of you seem to want more. I want to personally thank you all who are reading my stories and commenting (positively) and favoriting them as well as me as an author. I know this story took a while to come out but I didn't want to rush my stor...