This is the third and final installment to Holly's breeding. It's an interracial cuckold story so if this subject offends please pass this one by. Final I met Larry at a company party. His law firm is a client of ours and even after our work was complete he and I kept in touch. He was the one I sought out for advice and now I'm glad I did. After a quick c...
Let's start at the age of eighteen. Since legally we can't dip below that magic number. We all know that the fun began at a much younger age. As a senior in high school, there were many times I had to walk home from school because my dam car had broken down. As a typical horny teenager. I was always finding new ways to masturbate. During the fall, I wore a l...
Let's see, numbers where the babysitter can reach us if necessary; birthday present for Barb and the card; bottle of white wine for Darla in case all they have is hard liquor. What else? Oh yeah, condoms, just in case what happened at the last party happens again. I handed the rubbers to Darla and she looked at me sheepishly, but she took them and put them i...
I recently had to upgrade my computer and decided to sort through my hard discs to see what I wanted to keep. I found myself reading my diaries which I have been keeping over the years and they brought back some very sexy memories. If I were being honest as I still see some of the women involved my memory did not need much of a jolt to recollect the events a...
I drive a sterilized knitting needle through my son's left nipple. Sowell grimaces, but he is sucking on one of my bloody tampons, and his buttocks hurt from the vicious caning I gave him earlier. I surprise Sowell—when he's coming out of the tub, wet, naked and vulnerable, I charge in with my whippy cane and leave red, bloody streaks all over his slim whit...
Thank you for selecting my story to read. This is a story about a couple's journey into wife sharing. I'll apologise in advance for any spelling and grammatical errors it's not my forte but please do your best to gloss over them. All constructive comments and questions are most welcome. ***** We arrived at the hotel for Claire's old college friend Michelle...
The evening was a typically hot, sticky Georgia summer night, with the temperature in the mid-nineties and humidity to match. Kim mopped her forehead with a wet washcloth, then squeezed it, causing some of the cold water to run down her face, over her chin, and into the dark valley formed by her voluptuous breasts. At 34, she still had a great body, due to h...
As with my other story I have changed important places, names, etc. to preserve anonymity. * My wife Shere and I had just recently moved from the city to a rural area, out in the country you might say. We had grown tired of the noise, smog, and fast pace that come with living in "the center of things." Our new home was quite a long way from any neighbors,...
What Kind of Party is It? was a fine story written by Zeke81 and I urge you to read it first. (Special thanks to Zeke81 for the OK on this version of his original tale) This Alternate is a take on what would have happened had John and Kelly not left a "private" party at a nightclub (whose activities they were unaware of)-- an event they were invited to by f...
Fraser was sitting at the bar nursing his second pint before heading home to his wife, Charity. His mind was in turmoil; they had been married just short of four years, she was beautiful, had a heavenly figure and loved him dearly but .......... there's always a but isn't there? So what was the problem with this dream marriage? What is normally the problem -...