A quick note, while I write about unprotected sex I certainly do not advise it in this day and age. Please take time to be safe in every activity no matter how eager you are to enjoy. I certainly hope folks continue to find this series entertaining. Reading my first comment from my last part.. Since this part was already written, I will try to add more hunti...
Notes: Cuckold themes. I'm not sure exactly where I'm going to go with this. My idea is to go to some very bad places. Take note of the title. This story I envision as a tragedy. With eventual acts of brutality and violence. Not seeing a 'happy' ending for the protagonist. Without spoiling the ending, I just didn't want to mislead anyone that this is going...
Authors Note: This is another FICTIONAL story. All characters in the story are FICTIONAL with the exception of my wife and I and Jeff. All of the actions and conversations in this story are FICTIONAL. ***** My phone rang on Saturday morning while Janice was out getting her hair done. It was Jeff. After the baseball game session he had promised me that he...
"You do want to have a kid, don't you?" Ashley asked her husband. "I mean, if you are having doubts, let's hold off." "No, I really do. I love kids, but..." Brad hesitated. "I mean, I wish we could just..." "What? We could what?" Ashley asked. "I miss spontaneous sex...you know, just jumping you in the kitchen." "You can still do that, but if we are goin...
This is the third story in the Delhi Nights series. Though this story can be read separately, reading them in order will add more context. * Traffic was at a near stop. Dust. Heat. Noise. On a motorcycle, within the crush of traffic, Harinder usually found riding the main streets of Delhi frustrating. It's the reason he preferred the motorcycle and left th...
Friday they were both at work all day, and Irene ended up finishing quite late, so when she got home she was exhausted, but still looking forward to spending Saturday night with her lover. "Please go and run a bath for me, with some nice salts in it, and then, bring me a glass of cold cava." Irene commanded almost as soon as she got in the door.. "OK dear....
I was driving down a road in central Florida on a summer afternoon. It was one of those hot and bright June days. I saw three ladies hosting a garage sale. It appeared to me they were still open. I was wearing my black, see thru short shorts. They have one inch slits in the front part. I had on 20 rings around my balls. When I walk, my balls bounce up and...
My wife, Holly, and I went to the Fillmore Street Festival in San Francisco during the 4th of July holiday season. There was a ton of sun, great bands, and a lot of beer stands. The latter was particularly important because tensions between my wife and I were high. We had gotten in a pretty mean-spirited fight the night before, and we were both still a bit s...
With the 4th of July holiday approaching, Julissa and I closed the office to drive to my long-time friend's house in Oro Valley near Tucson to spend the remainder of the week and weekend at Bob's. We left early and arrived at Bob's home for a small barbeque-pool party on Tuesday night. We had worked the previous weekend and Monday and most of Tuesday, and Ju...
My wife and I are both in our forties and have been married for 15 years. We have had an active, if conventional, sex life for our entire marriage. However, like most couples, we have struggled at times to keep the "spice" in the sexual relationship. We have also faced the challenge that as our children have grown older, finding privacy has been difficult. F...