This is not a telling of real events. It is a work of fiction inspired by the "Cuckold Diet" by razorlyt© and "Something We Have to Talk About" by nici©. It is a story of a man grappling with the conflicting emotions caused by his wife's open infidelity, his masochistic and dominant self, his pride and basic need for fairness. -----------------------------...
Note: All characters in the following story are 18 years of age or older. Any resemblance to real persons, places, or events is purely coincidental. * "It's right down there, Daddy." Lisa pointed out the window. Alex Myers shook his head and frowned. "I don't see anything, kiddo. Are you sure they said here?" His Toyota careened down the dirt road, slowly...
Author's Note: Fair warning, if mentioning church bothers you, then take a pass on this story, because Wilson is corrupting a nice, church-going girl. ***** Wilson puffed once before softly inhaled another lungful of tobacco. The first puff heated up the cheery tip of his cigarette and released a little cloud of smoke before he filled his lungs with the se...
Sandra stood in front, of the full-length mirror. Her hair, was done. Her makeup, was on. She was naked, as she viewed her image. Sandra had never considered herself, pretty. She turned around before the mirror, to look at herself, critically. Sandra had just turned eighteen, two months ago. In many ways, she felt like a little girl. She didn't look like a...
*Note to readers: I hope the ending is a pleasant surprise to those who think all May-December romances end the same way. ______________________________________ "What time is it?" "Just after six." "In the morning? Are you kidding me? Turn the light off and go back to bed. You were studying when I came in at 1:30 this morning for crying out loud." Candic...
This is a story about three friends. It is a long story and the story contains sexual activities. Those who are not interested in bi-sexual materials can leave now. We don't want people to comment anything about it later on. You will need time to get adjusted with the dramatic events that happened to us. All the characters in the story are real and the stor...
"Turn away from me and look over your shoulder." "Unclip your bra, let the ends fall apart." "Turn and face me, slip one of the straps, the left one, off your shoulder and let it dangle down your arm." "Put your hands on your head and slip your fingers into your hair." "Keep the bra on by the cups sticking to your boobs and turn round." "Now, pull one c...
Ashur wearily raised his head from the ground and surveyed the carnage around him. His head hurt. Although this was his ninth war with the Oudromore Kingdom's army, he was hard pressed to remember the last time they had fought in such dense forests. The Earl of Rekrat's cavalry had tried to follow his company across the light meadows outside this stretch of...
John looked up in surprise as Dana and Calara walked into the bedroom. They both wore slightly confused expressions on their beautiful faces, which soon evaporated when they took in the scene on the bed. Jade was lying on her back, her rounded belly sticking up proudly where she was stuffed full of John's cum. She was panting excitedly, having just been lic...
This is the story of how I came to be spirited away to a monstergirl village. It was a long, long journey over time, and with the gentle ministrations of a Dark Priestess, who saw it fit that I was taken as a boy to the monstergirl village and married me off to one of them. I'm now middle-aged, happily married with many children, and more humans and monste...