Chapter 2 (M+F) The text arrived as I got to my desk. "I'm not going to shower this morning... I want you to smell him." Putting the extra phone back in my desk I tried to breath in the hopes my pants would not be too tented when I went to my meeting. She had been sending that kind of message since I first started seeing her several months ago. The messag...
"Dr. Zachary Violet" smiled as he leaned back in his elegantly upholstered chair and gazed at his office. The Purple Man's powers had recently mutated -- or rather greatly increased. No longer could he only control people for a limited time. Now, by properly focusing his powers, he could make permanent alteration to people's minds... and even to th...
Once, long ago, I got fed up with the way femdom, forced transgender, and loving wife stories with BDSM basis ended; they had grown very predictable. In fact, a few authors had posted short lists of vignettes which, unintentionally, encompassed all of the common endings which I had grown to abhor. My own list, a response to the predictability of those storie...
Chapter 4 Princess Brings a Surprise It had been an energetic weekend. Sandy had almost worn me out. After resting Sunday night and Monday I had still not recovered, so when Princess called Tuesday night to say she had a surprise, I was less than enthusiastic. I wasn't sure I could handle her. My wife was still at her mother's house back East and not due...
I started my day by following my routine as if it were a normal day. Only nothing felt normal today. All of my thoughts were consumed with my excitement from the aggressive attention I was getting from Kate. I really didn't know how or what to do, other than be deliberately normal. I started by taking a shower. My daily routine starts with me stripping down...
This story could fit in several categories, like Romance, Interracial, or Erotic Coupling. This is a stroke story; at least it has a lot of sex. A special thank you to Estragon for editing this story and making it a much better read. * I'm John and I was sitting here this Sunday morning having coffee with my wife when there was a knock on the door. I answ...
As he entered the emigration tent on Long Wharf on the waterfront in Saint John, Canada, Freddie was in time to observe what must be the tail end of a particularly loud argument between Maria and Ralph Tinsley, two of the diners that he regularly served at the late seating in the main dining room of the Quincy Queen. There was a broad circle of empty space a...
Katie and I tried to get back to normal after her weekend with Tom, but we weren't doing very well. Every time we made love together all I could see in my head was her being fucked by him, or worse, her being gangbanged by his poker buddies. Katie tried to be understanding and supportive. She did everything she could do but I would only last for about 10 se...
I decided to finally confront my wife about her adultery more than a month after I'd found out. It had taken a while for me to get my head around the fact that she was fucking another man, and seemingly had been for some time. I had a slight suspicion that Donna had been cheating for several months. She became less interested in sex with me, after previous...
A truth, by Tommy Blue-Genes. There have been so many airports this year. First Phoenix, then London, then Glasgow—-and finally, Boston. Travel like I'm running away from something, or like I'm finally free. Or maybe it's the same thing. Tonight is a bad night though, and the voices in my head won't shut up. I can't sleep, so instead, I'll sit here at th...