Chapter 1: I Don't Even Know Your Name I'm not thinking about sex when I first walk into the movie theatre. My friends are out of town, on vacation for the long weekend. I had been planning on going to the beach with them, but my boss needed me to come in tomorrow, Saturday. I decided to indulge in a silly film to relieve my stress, but regret that decisi...
After twenty hours flying cross country to LA and then onto Hawaii - we were dead tired and it was too late to do anything other than just open the balcony doors, let in the breeze and crash on the supersoft bed and pillows. We were so beat and it felt so good to curl up against each other's warm bodies that we slept and slept and slept. The night before th...
This true story is about how I became a cuckold. When I became engaged, despite my objections my friends decided to hold a bachelor party for me. Since they knew I would object, they had to trick me into coming. My best friend John called me and asked if I wanted to watch the Redskins football game on his big screen TV the following Sunday. Being a huge Skin...
I walk behind you and untie your hands, my voice quiet but commanding in your ear, telling you to lie on your back on the bed, spreadeagle. You obey immediately, lying there with your heart pounding as I pull more silk scarves out of the top drawer. I bind your wrists and ankles securely to the the bedposts, tugging on them to test them before sitting on t...
It was a typical sunny summer day, I decided to get the motorcycle out and go for a cruise. I got prepared to head out, in which direction I had no clue. This chick was ready for the open road. I headed down the highway towards an unknown destination. My mind wondering as it often does when I am cruising the open roads, the freedom from it all, the wind hi...
Having gone home, washed her face, and replaced her blouse, Kelly was now back at her father’s office block. She was slightly nervous, as she was an hour later than expected. She made herself a coffee and made her way into her father’s office. She sat down at his desk and began drinking her coffee, hoping that her father wouldn’t notice the new blouse. “Wha...
(THE PARTY) 1987. 18 years old. Janice and I walked (or rather staggered ) all the way from my Mothers house - taking turn about to carry the bag of records - past all the shops and pubs and down Leith Walk until we eventually arrived at Leith Links. *Where are we going?* I asked. *Were nearly there* said Jan irritably. *You said that ages ago Niece...
You hear a rustling of the bedding and look over from fastening your greaves. Malia is stirring. She stretches, arm going high over her head, her back arcing under the blankets, a plump breast bared to the chill morning air. Her hand comes down into the space you left between her and the other man. Her fingers splay out, searching. She frowns, a swath of fro...
This story is based on a fantasy inspired by a real mobile app that my cousin installed on her tablet. Even though it's not in the story, in my twisted brain I'm the boss and my cousin is the babysitter. Maybe my next story will be about how the massage app helped me fulfill my cousin fantasies. Enjoy! Harry and Sylvia clearly needed to hire a nanny. Syl...
As trysts go, this particular one was off to a bad start. Already Rachael had whacked her shin on an amp, and there was a distinctly unpleasant odor emanating from the small bathroom. But as she looked forward at the man who was holding her hand, tugging her back to the dim bunk at the back, her stomach fluttered and her hormones soared. She hadn't intended...