On our visits Sydney my girlfriend Maggie and I like to see a film in one of the art house cinemas along Oxford Street. Usually a limited release film not likely to be shown in our rural hometown. Nymphomaniac is showing at 2pm. It's a bit daunting at 4 hours, but we commit the afternoon to our pleasure. After a pizza lunch in Kings Cross an easy walk take...
The day was bright and sunny and I was feeling great. My husband had just finished mowing the lawn and I just love the smell of freshly cut grass and I loved life. I was standing at the kitchen sink cleaning up after a relaxed weekend meal with my family as I idly watched my daughter play in the pool with one of her boy friends. The sun was creating sparkles...
My wife doesn't 'do' subtleties very well which accounts for her two most endearing characteristics: she always says what's on her mind and because of that she can be highly unpredictable. Like now. She is cuddling into me as she always does after sex, with one leg over my hip, her arm across my chest and her face tucked into my neck. "I was thinking of you...
Author's Note: An accident shrinks a thirty five year old man to just over three feet tall. *** Suzanne and I spent another chaste night in bed, but I did snuggle against her a few times and she didn't push me away. In the morning she got me dressed in a little girl's outfit and with a wig on. We were eating breakfast when the contractors arrived and Suzan...
This is a slight departure for me. Hope you like it. A short synopsis of this story to date is here, but reading the previous chapters may help. My wife, Ann, had decided that she wanted to me to fuck other women. She had been reading cuckold stories and decided that she was a cuckquean. This was based on how enthralled and excited she became by imagining...
When I was in high school I wasn't exactly a chick magnet. It wasn't all my fault, mind you. I went through puberty much later than the other boys, but when I did, my body went overboard. In an 18-month period I grew a full foot, and I was tormented by horrible growing pains that woke me up screaming every other week. The physical pain was bad enough, but...
I had been surprised how soft his hands were as they ran over my stomach. For someone who did construction and landscaping it was odd. My late husband's hands had always been rough and callused when he was the grounds keeper, despite my forcing him to moisturize regularly, but Marcello's hands were as soft as one of my sisters. Zara had surprised me with he...
This is a cuckolding/hot-wife themed story, so please be aware of that. This story features: 1. Dominant and promiscuous married women 2. Submissive husbands, who miss out 3. Young stud males, who get it all I am assuming, as per normal, that this story will receive a low score. Oh well, what will be, will be. As per normal, all rude comments will be d...
Ray Barone had the look of a worried and troubled man. He stood, his legs a little unsteady beneath him with his hand tightly gripping onto the balustrade at the head of the stairs dressed in a bath robe. His face was unshaven, his hair dishevelled and wildly unkempt as if he had just woken from a six month winter hibernation. He ran his free hand over his f...
aNancy pulls her coat tightly around her diminutive body in reaction to the crisp, damp Northwest air as she tries to clear her mind from the events of the past few hours. She grasps the hand rail of the porch to steady her still rubbery legs as she makes her way to her car. Walking to the car I can still feel the dampness between my legs as the mixture of m...