"Bless me, Father, for I have sinned." Warm and lush, her voice trickled through the thin partition of the confession booth, and jolted me into consciousness. I had been mulling over the dream that had attacked me that morning, a dream surely sent by the devil to torment me. I had dreamt of a sea of rolling flesh, quivering buttocks and strident nipples, wh...
I've got us a suite at a hotel. You have strict instructions on what to wear when you arrive. I'll be waiting in the bar wearing a tweed three piece. You'll be wearing a red cocktail dress that stops no less than six inches above your knee, stockings only just not showing under your dress, suspender belt, french knickers - crotchless or assless, your choice,...
"Big Tits, Big Dicks and Fantasy Fucking" ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) The slap echoed in the empty corridor followed by the sound of stiletto heels as Ms. Carnale strode away. The Phys-Ed teacher was left standing in the hall, nursing the red splotch on his cheek. How dare he speak to me like that, s...
Chapter 1 - Patty Note: I'm posting some of the journal entries from my college years. In case you were wondering the stories are mostly true. Cheers! * I had taken a few years off from college after my freshman year to bum around Europe and South America. By the time I returned to school most of my friends were nearly ready to graduate or had already mo...
I was sitting at my desk, munching on some chips and thinking about Lynn, our receptionist and her fantastic boobs. My cock began to stir again thinking of her hands stroking me off in the car; so needless to say, I tried to stay at my desk. It was really a grind dealing with the mundane things when all of a sudden an Instant Message popped up on my screen....
It started when I was in junior high - my excitement whenever I saw a hot black woman. There was a Playboy special issue I somehow got my hands on, with cover to cover photos of girls from all around the country. While I loved all the Playmates, my attention drifted to a few - black girls. Playboy, then and now, specializes in white girls, so it was always a...
My hand moves up your naked stomach and circles round your nipple and behind you, down your back. It rests gently on your ass in stark contrast to the harshness of the whip that had just brought whimpers from your mouth. Your punishment hadn't been going on for long. You had arrived an hour earlier and almost right away began to push your luck with me. You...
I could never concentrate on the TV when she was around. Not that I wanted too if she was around, but it was always good to tease her, pushing her away as I flipped through the channels, causing her hands to roam across my body as I playfully try to fight out...but we both know where this is going. "All I want is a kiss..." she would plead with me. I always...
Rebecca was a masturbator. There were no other words to describe her habit. Every day she returned home from her manager position at a prestigious tech firm, she could not wait to dive into her own cunt with her soft feminine hands. Standing about 5' tall, Becca was quite easy on the eyes of her coworkers, with long curly brunette hair and D cup breasts that...
The short synopsis of this story to date is included below, but reading the previous chapters may help. ***** This is the continuing story of a cuckquean, my wife, Ann. She had been reading cuckold stories on line and decided that she was a cuckquean, a kind of female cuckold. This was based on how enthralled and excited she became by imagining me having...