This is chapter three in the story. 3. TO BE OR NOT TO BE... I'd had time since that club dinner and that 'night' when my darling sneaky wife had popped the 'question' to process my reaction to Rebecca's teasing and taunts. I'd deduced that my reaction wasn't entirely unexpected. I loved my wife unconditionally. She was so far and away my superior in all t...
A new story begins. Thank you for your feedback on my previous stories and thank you to Todger for editing this for me. A warning for some of you before you continue. This is a story about interracial sex and a cheating wife. If either of those things are not for you, you probably shouldn't read any further. If you do continue, don't be surprised when...
My name is James and I have been married to my wife, Cali for twelve years. All of those years we were very happy and we enjoyed being with one another. We liked the same types of movies and had lots of friends with whom we socialized. We didn't enjoy the same sports, but that was all right too. She loved baseball; I was into football. We had parties with o...
The order of my stories to read is: Todd & Melina series, Interludes 1-5, Sperm Wars series, Russian Roulette series, Case of the Murdered Lovers series, Case of the Murdered Chessplayer series, Case of the Executed Evangelist series. The Swap series. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This s...
When you think of cuckolding, what do you envision? A Black dude with a big dick fucking some lusty White woman in front of her lame, limp-dick White hubby. That's the most common misconception about cuckolding, that it involves lame males and overly sexual females. That's just a stereotype, ladies and gentlemen. Please inform yourselves before making snap d...
It was in the summer holidays and Jenny was at home from teaching school. It was about a week after the escapade at the pub. When I got back from work on this particular day she grabbed me and pulled me to the side in the kitchen. 'He's texted me back, he wants us to go out.' I knew she meant John - or Farmer John as we called him- who she had now had tw...
A hotel room in the Midwest Matthew Roderick pulled his pants up while looking at his latest prize, a six-foot blond of maybe 120 pounds and a figure which looked at best like a stretched hourglass, very stretched. She looked undernourished, especially up close and naked. Up until eight hours ago, when they finally hopped into the sack together in his hotel...
I would like to tell you a story about my neighbor Raven. Raven was the most beautiful woman I had ever met. Her skin was the color of golden honey, her eyes were deep pools of chocolate that you could get lost in. Her long silky, black hair made her look angelic from the way that it had framed her face. She had deep dimples that gave her an even more youthf...
Lynchburg prison was a low security prison for non-dangerous criminals. Mostly white collar criminals with money ended up in this place. It was actually not too shabby a facility. It had single rooms with en suite bathrooms equipped with private showers, drawers for your limited clothing choices and a TV in each room. I was even able to take my Xbox into the...
After a couple of years chatting and jerking off with webcam girls, I was ready to meet someone in real life or IRL as it was known in the chat rooms. I had asked the model from Singapore if she would ever be willing to meet me and she said yes, but she disappeared before I was ever able to make arrangements to do so. It gave me some ideas that it was possi...