Ivy raced to the door, eager to greet John after his long absence. "Baby!!" he screamed, taking her in his arms and kissing her passionately. "Oh God, I've missed you, Ivy," he said, as they both walked into the living room together. As they sat on the sofa, they could barely keep their hands off of each other. Ivy was pleased knowing that Melissa had a...
This is the fourth installment of an ongoing series. Please refer to Wrestling on the Third Date, Hiking with Nicole, and Waiting for Alice for the previous stories, in that order. * Cue the music. I'm thinking Stayin' Alive by the Bee Gees. I'm strutting down the street, buttons undone on my shirt, gold chains tangled in my chest hair. Yeah, I'm that guy,...
This story is the seventh episode in a series entitled "Awakenings". If you have not read the previous six episodes of this series I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. I remind you again that I write cuckold stories. While I try to make them loving cuckold stories they do depict an alternative life style. If you're offended or upset by stori...
Dream about me showing up at your door, and dropping my coat off. Underneath. I am all tied up in ropes . I ask you where you want me. You reply, "the kitchen table". I take my position on the table. Ready for you to eat, lick, suck and fuck any part of my body that you choose. I am before you, for your pleasure. Do with me what you will, my master. I w...
**Note this is a continuation from a previous story** *** I was fairly confused the moments after Daddy left. I had spent my whole life as the "All-American" typical guy, and here I was, sitting on my couch, in women's lingerie, wearing makeup and a wig, with the taste of an older man's cum now lingering in my mouth. I had done it. I had dressed up for a m...
My wife could not stop talking about the video. She was a constant stream of comments. I had to back it up several times at her request. "Oh my God, look at my nipples," Debbie exclaimed. "I totally love them. They are outstanding!" I replied. "Well they certainly do stand out a lot," she giggled. "You notice the effect they had on the vacuum salesman,"...
Part 1 The Red Head. It almost always began the same way. They sat together at the bar sipping on drinks and whispering to each other about the girls on the dance floor. Eventually coming to a consensus on a girl who was having a good time but wasn't stuck to the hip of some frat boy. A girl who looked like she was just wild enough to take advantage of b...
Dearest, I'm sorry we fought last night. I've been thinking about what you said the whole morning and I know you are right. I wish you weren't always right. I know I can be a prude sometimes and that I don't want sex as often as you do. Its not that I don't like it -- you know I do. I love having my pussy licked and then being pounded by your hard cock. It'...
Set in the hopefully not too distant future... I sighed as my eyes drifted to the clock for the thousandth time that day. Still an hour left— only two minutes less than the last time I checked. One hour, and then I would rush out of the office with everyone else... I wondered momentarily if any of their plans for the evening were as devious as mine, or if t...
There is a delicious glee in finding someone's diary which you instinctively know is deeply private. You open it with trepidation, glancing over your shoulder. How disappointed you are when all that is inside are times and appointments. But not this one. I have no idea who Rebecca Smudge is except, that is, for how she describes herself. You too will m...