When we had first got together our sex lives had been fairly plain and vanilla. I hadn't been about to tell her right off the bat about all my kinky fantasies that I'd like to get her involved in. She would probably have run a mile. Claire was a willing partner but had been fairly unadventurous in bed sticking with the missionary and occasionally climbing on...
I recall the night she was born. She entered this world kicking and screaming, her voice incredibly powerful for such a small baby, and I knew then that her voice would serve her well when she grew older. Yet her birth brought about the death of my wife, making it a very bittersweet night, but she looked so much like her mother and grew to have so many of th...
My name is Louis. I'm White and I love my Vietnamese wife so much, but Lilly calls me "Daisy Lou, a Dick-sucker" nowadays, and she's 8 months pregnant from a Nigger-man named Jerome. She keeps me in her panties; it makes me feel good, feminine and servile. Since she doesn't wear panties anymore, now that she's a Nigger-loving wife, she told me I should wear...
-- For P., who will never read this. You'd never dreamed those vulgar words could thrill you so deeply, that you could be weakened to such a state as to lose your sense of Self, your purpose and plan. You'd never dreamed you had it in you -- to fuck like that, like a man dispossessed of his senses, a man half turned to beast. Buttoned-up and suited and tie...
It was an absolutely perfect day for golf. You seriously could not ask for anything better. Not a cloud in the sky, warm without being hot, and a perfect gentle breeze blowing in from the ocean. Best of all, it was Monday. The weekend crowds had all gone back to work, and we basically had the course to ourselves. Our group consisted of me, my wife Jackie, a...
Never Alone Again She didn't know why she always thought about him. All day at school, at home while doing homework, and while she was out walking or driving, she thought about him. She'd listen to his music, hear the beat of his drums, and her heartbeat would fall into sync with his pounding. She thought of his big, brown eyes; long, wavy hair; and the dim...
Edited by Gustavca ***** The entire weekend so far had been one of a constantly deepening sense of unreality. Each year for seven years now, our group of friends meet in this wonderful wooden lodge in the middle of the northern forests for the Midsummer weekend. The first one happened almost by accident, with the then-boyfriend of Kate explaining that the...
This is continuation to my previous story where my wife, Geeta was taken by business man. After the last meetup with Ketan, we both did not discuss it much. There was a sense of guilt which kicked in, I suppose. However, we both found it fun and were really satisfied from the meet. Ketan continued to message me about how much he enjoyed playing with Geeta...
This episode is part of an ongoing story that involves hardcore interracial cuckoldry as a central theme. If this theme offends you, I suggest finding another story to read. If you choose to read on, to better understand this installment I suggest reading the previous installments. * My acceptance as an initiate into the deeper circle of the cuckold group...
Here is chapter 3 of Highland Pack. I made a mistake at the beginning of chapter 2. The characters in this story are from CelticCat's new story "Storm of Possibilities". She is in the process of composing this tale. Alex and Her Bears is another story of hers that I simply adore. I apologize for the mix-up. This story is self-edited, and all of the characte...