When guys are drinking they shouldn't think up contests -- or if they do they should discard them when they sober up. When they don't they can really fuck up their lives. This is a case in point. Bill, Simon, Jeff and Drew were sports and drinking buddies. All had been married for three-four years, but did not know each other well until after they were marr...
Note: This story is the twenty-third episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". If you have not read the previous twenty-two episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strong...
Several years ago I was in Atlanta for a family reunion. After my shower, as I dried off and was naked in the motel bathroom, there was a tap on my door. It was the maid. I cracked the door open. She excused herself and said she would come later, but I told her that she could come in right away. I quickly hopped back into the bathroom and closed the door w...
Mistress Diana entered the chamber where her servants had prepared her new arrivals. Rodney was strapped down to a table with his new chastity tube. His arms were bound over his head and his ankles were secured with shackles. They had shaved every hair off his body and it glistened from a cream they applied to his entire body. Mistress Diana rubbed his new...
My wife Kate is such the entrepreneur with her own cafe specializing in serving women who loved the taste of male cum. The woman gobbled up Kate's specially made cum-filled Bismarks, selling as many as 50 dozen a day and $3 a pop, clearing a cool $12,600 a week. And the profit was all hers. The men who supplied the cum had gotten their ex-wives addicted t...
I'm Mark, and I'm a photographer. That's not my job, it's more of an all-consuming hobby. It began with birds, while I was in college, and when I fell in love my girlfriend became the object of many a photo. I have some skill, so she always looked pretty in all of the photos, and this made her a willing subject. Of course, girlfriends are not forever, and wh...
I'm John Smith; yeah that's my real name; my parents had no originality. Most people think that I'm being a smart ass when I tell them my name, but I've learned not to give a crap. As of the 2010 U. S. Census there were more than 2.3 million Smiths including 44,935 real John Smith's, and hundreds of thousands of men who registered in motels with that name....
She was the only one naked on the stage. This was the final act of "Lysistrata", a comic play written by Aristophanes about 2400 years ago. This production was put on by the drama department of a mid-sized college, and the limited advertising said the school had taken some liberties with certain details, but the basic premise of the drama remained intact a...
This is a true story that has developed over the past 3 years. It is about our experiences with swinging and how it introduced us to open marriage, bi, and inter-racial sex. The party continues. "Ready for some more, sugar-pie?" Anthony said. "Hell yeah!" Suzy turned over on got on her hands and knees presenting her sexy bottom to Anthony. "Get you coco...
The delegation of former warriors and enemies looked very much like what they were. They did not trust each other and thought the trip to Earth was a waste of time. Each had five wives walking behind them dressed in the colors of the clan of which they were members. The males were no longer allowed to wear clan colors but the treaty did not include their wo...