As I sat watching my lovely wife fuck another man, I couldn't help but wonder how it got to this point. How did I let this happen? Why was I so turned on by it? Listening to my wife moan in pleasure, I thought back to where it all began. We had met four months before we were married, she was a clerk at the courthouse and I was a successful attorney. She was...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Thanks to all the readers who have stuck with this series over more than a year. Sorry for the delay in posting new chapters, but I like to get them written in groups, to keep the story flowing. If you are new to the series, chapter five and ten should get you up to speed. As always, civil comments welcome. * As he stepped into the house...
Innumerable times Bill and I promised, threatened and, in the heat of passion, excited my wife with the prospect of making her a stripper. When playing with her or fucking her we'd often talk of our intentions. if only to get her admit that the idea turned her on. Of course, pursuing such a promise anywhere near where we lived was an impossibility. One could...
The Predator's perspective -- a rather long story. I must immediately declare that I am the enemy. I'm not a cuckold; on the contrary I am one of the band of men who make it possible for husbands to wear that label of opprobrium. To put it more bluntly - I provide the spunk for other men to eagerly lick from their wife's well-fucked cunt. I say this with ne...
Mrs. Jackson pulled her Denali into the circle drive before parking the car in front of the entrance to the North Kansas City Medical Center. Sweat poured off her forehead and her body ached from the workout she had just completed at the gym. She glanced at the doors as she took a sip from her water bottle. The cold liquid dripped down her chin and onto her...
This is a 3rd person fiction story about my fantasies of being a Pantysissy. All characters in this story are made up, and are all over the ages of 18. To better follow this story read The Pantysissy Diaries Chapters 1 and 2 before reading chapter 3. ***** It was nighttime in NYC, and Jaymie and her 6 Mistresses had just left their apartment to head to Vic...
Megan and Taylor Branch had enjoyed the party as always. They had enjoyed the socializing and the flirting and when things began to happen they were right in the thick of it. Megan had put on a bit of a show. She had been undressed in the living room by two of the other men and had been taken repeatedly on the upholstered ottoman. Taylor had watched his wife...
TWO WEEKS IS FOREVER For regular readers, this has been the longest gap in the story since I started, for reasons I've touched on in a couple of postings. This is not the Chapter 5B I intended to put on Lit. I'd expected it to be at least two, maybe three times longer, which means more chapters. But I realized I'd hit a natural stopping point so I stopped a...
Ghost on the Wind, part 2 It may not seem like it initially, but this is a love story. Some time ago I wrote a story called Ghost on the Wind about a man who suspected that his wife of twenty-five years was cheating, got the evidence that she was, and simply disappeared from her life. He moved six hundred miles away and started his life anew with no discuss...
[Author's Note: All characters in this story are 18 years or older.] Holly-Cam Part-6 I was standing outside the bedroom window of the little bungalow, looking in at Holly, Lana, and Sandy on the king-size bed. My pants were around my ankles, and I had my stiff cock in my hand, stroking it slowly as I watched the three naked women enjoying each othe...