This is a continuation of a series on Katie and Ken. Chapter four continues the story a year after chapter three ended. In chapters one and two, Ken asks Katie to serve as the Dominant partner in their relationship and she agrees to do so. Chapter three highlights a scene in which Katie both learns more about herself as a Domme and stretches her husband to s...
I'd been going to Mass for almost three months. No, Margo never did join me and I don't think she ever came to the Cathedral to check on me again. Nor did Margo and I ever talk about her "checking" up on me. Maybe she felt a little Catholic guilt? Regardless she seemed to be genuinely okay with my Sunday morning Mass and I did benefit from the clarity it gav...
Hi, it's me again. I guess I can write to you about almost anything. You've read some of my stories, so you have certainly learned some extremely personal things about me. I've shared some of my most intimate thoughts and experiences, and you seem to like that. If what I share with you becomes too graphic and descriptive for your taste, I apologize. I cert...
As the early morning Florida sun peeked through the window, Holly Chase opened her eyes and looked at the alarm clock. It was just after 6:30. In the master bedroom, she could hear her older sister giggling like a little girl, and what seemed to be moaning from her 18 year old nephew. As soon as her head hit the pillow, the little hard body blonde was out co...
They had been driving for a long time now and Jackie was starting to get nervous. Her mistress had borrowed the vista cruiser from her boyfriend claiming that they were going to have a 'girl's night out', just the two of them. Eric was fine with it because apparently he was going to have a 'guy's night out' with their friends Michael, Stephen and Fez. When...
It's a gorgeous spring day. The temperature finally reaches the mid-sixties, and it seems miraculous after a long, cold winter and too much snow. It doesn't take long to get dressed for a serious bike ride. Black Lycra cycling tights, which hug my thighs like a second skin. Really, that's all they are: a second skin. You don't wear anything under cycling ti...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: A big high-five to my editor, 'The One That Shall Not Be Named.' But it's Scooter. -------------------- CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE Before I realized it, Frannie had me against the wall and slapped me across the face so hard my head jerked away sharply. "Get a hold of yourself!" she told me harshly. "There's no need for you to speak like that."...
This is part 3 in a series, the first two of which are "My Wife, Our Stories, Her Boss" and "My Wife, Her Boss, His Desk." I'll say what I always say: if you do not enjoy hotwife, vixen and cuckold stories, please stop reading now. I and loads of other readers look to the Loving Wives category on this site for stories of precisely this sort, as this channel...
I told my sister I was going to have sex with Tommy alone. The next day when he came over we went down the basement. Joann stayed upstairs and told me she would yell when it was 9 PM. That's when Tommy had to leave because my folks would be coming home around 10 PM and no boys were to be in the house. The time flew by and before we knew it, Joann was calli...
Summer of 93' Nothing Compares To You Part VIII Continuation of my memoirs of the incredible Summer of 1993. The three of us take a huge step, Natalie moves in permanently. Natalie becomes as much of a spouse to Maggi and me as we are spouses to one another. This move would have far reaching influence both wonderful and sometimes challenging for the rest...