This is the second part of a two-part-story. It might be helpful if you've read part 1 first. ++Warning++ This story contains elements of cuckolding and wifesharing. If you don't like this, please don't bother reading the story. ***** Back in our room, and after having separate showers, Linda and I were lying on the bed, wrapped in our robes. We hadn't s...
The Frat Party was live and kicking. The rock music was blasting and drunken students hung out all over the campus grounds. Girls were flashing their assets and couples were trying to find any place empty to have sex. Brittany couldn't believe that her first Frat Party would be like this. "Lets go inside," James told Brittany as he took her by the hand and...
A story based loosely on my own love story. I enjoy feedback and ideas. I love hearing what you guys think and what you guys want to happen. I'm also learning to accept the bad with the good. Although it's still hard, I appreciate every comment I get whether it be flat out negative or very positive. So thank you. I don't have an editor but I am on the hunt!...
The next few days were incredibly liberating for Elena. She wore nothing but a smile the whole time. The country air felt so nice, and the hot sun felt wonderful on her naked body as she sat outside in the fields with its tall grass. Danny's help was needed with a house that was being renovated so he and Sofia left in their VW Beetle saying they'd be back...
Chapter 01: A Thakur Challenges Her Womanhood The marriage preparations were abruptly stopped. As usual, there was no provocation for it beyond a sharp exchange of words, and egos were bruised on all sides. The boy's father, Thakur Hari Singh, flew into a rage when his plans for the young couple's future were challenged by the girl in front of her father an...
"How does this one look?" Kathy inquired as she posed in a yellow and blue bikini. It was the fourth bathing suit she'd tried on and she was becoming frustrated. "It looks good, Honey," I responded. "I like that one just as much as the others." "Oh, damn," she sighed. "You're missing the point! Everyone is going to be at that pool party—I have to look spe...
Disclaimer: All characters portrayed are fictional and over eighteen years old. By continuing to read, the reader acknowledges voluntarily encountering depraved and offensive material. If any ideas for more, experiences, comments on the stories, or links to similarly themed material exist, kindly submit them to the author. ___________________________ Wesl...
Chapter 5: The Maid I awoke to the sounds of lovemaking. I tried to move and then realized that I was bound and gagged at the foot of Cindy's bed. I hurt all over. My ass, back and legs were red and raw with welt and bruises. My ass and sphincter were so torn, that it hurt just to move. The huge butt plug that was wedged into my ass did little to ease that...
As-Salamu Alaykum, my brothers and sisters. My name is Jonathan James Korfa. My friends call me J.J. My family hails from the town of Dhamasa in the Gedo region of Somaliland. My father and mother moved to the City of Boston, Massachusetts, where I was born a few years later. I grew up in New England, and lived there for my whole life. One day, my existence...
There's an old adage; "never say never." I, Jim Sickles, never believed in that. By the time that I was eighteen I had a strong sense of right and wrong. Everything was black and white to me; I didn't see much gray. My parents always preached that "honesty is the best policy." Probably because of their influence, and the punishment I got when I lied, and th...