Daniel's Story I drove away from Kate's cottage wondering how I could have been so stupid. So fucking stupid. I banged one hand on the steering wheel as I accelerated out of the village, my mind full of the images of sweet, lovely Kate and the look on her face as I cried out Louise's name. I told her it was a mistake making love to her but I understand how...
'Hey, don't cover up for him.' Vijay said, hotly, to his wife. Kangna replied with an equal vehemence. 'Then, stop dragging my brother's name into everything.' Vijay was flustered. He was a very cool guy by nature. As a HR guy in a top company, his work dictated him to be cool with people around him. But the one thing which touched his nerve was his wife s...
Sometimes when I look back over the two or three years since this incident happened I wonder if it really did or if it is just the imaginings of a man in his older years. But then I unlock the bottom drawer in my office desk and the proof is there waiting for me – a tiny, lacy, black thong, long since dried out from the juices that once covered it but which...
The following took place years before personal computers, cell phones, or the internet so don't bother Googling it. If you're ambitious, though, you might try searching one of the newspaper morgues but good luck since I changed the names and locations. As always, I am a mere scribe, presenting a story which was told to me by he who lived it. He swears the...
Lucille and Bruce (Part 1. Introduction) This story is total fantasy and has no relationship to real life or experience. There is no underage sex or cruelty. ***** It is difficult to understand how Lucille and her husband Bruce Ross had ended up being so involved with one of the local lads, Brian and his mother Mrs Alice Miller. The families were such opp...
Lisa and I had become close friends with Jimmy and Molly shortly after Lisa and Molly began working together. They were two peas in a pod and Jimmy and I certainly got along well enough. We spent a fair amount of time together, going to each others' houses, going out to eat, even taking a vacation together. This is no story of pornstar proportions - both wom...
I think men share their wives because they believe women are natural fucking machines; their cunts have more stamina than our cocks. Why fuck her and fall to sleep out of exhaustion when you can double the fun watching your wife being fucked by other cocks? Men view sex as a spectator sport. There is something ultra wicked about a wife fucking her husband'...
As Camilla's unconscious body continued receiving gang-bangs from incubi in the Montreal aquarium, the spirits of Don, Agape, and Candice were discussing her somewhat improved situation in a mental conversation with Dr. Singh. Camilla's self-control right now is the best she's shown since her first year of marriage to Cameron, Don observed. There's been ver...
Warning: This longish story contains strong cuckold, prostitution and interracial elements. Note: A surprising number of females pay their rent with sex in lieu of cash at some point in their lives; I've spoken to several who admitted having done so. In fact my brother was such a landlord for a period of time, specialising in letting one room bed-sits to f...
Chapter 1 - Southern Hospitality As with most self-confident, beautiful women, my wife Heather has a tendency to be an exhibitionist. I believe it has something to do with them being so confident intellectually and successfully, the added trifecta of being able to also control with their sexuality is the ultimate thrill. The first time I met her was at a p...