I'm writing this as an addition to my husband's story "The Dress and the Erotic Evening." Read that first if you haven't already or this one won't make much sense. Also, this is not a "hot story" so if you're looking for that there is obviously many more to choose from on this site. This is merely a factual account of that evening from my point of view as we...
He had been on track of her for days. She was an elusive target. His mission had sounded simple like all the others. Matter of fact the boss had been pretty off hand about the whole thing to begin with. "Look...this is your next objective. She was burned on Valentines Day three years ago. Her lover took her out to dinner then broke up with her. He had alrea...
True story, no names except her lovers. All over 18. In the late 1990s I was a 40 year old Major in the US Army, working in the Pentagon as a Military Intelligence Officer. I was nine years prior enlisted, most of that time was spent on a Special Forces ODA. I was separated, pending divorce from a bitch of an ex wife. I did not go to bars to meet women, I...
Authors Note: This is another FICTIONAL story. All characters in the story are FICTIONALwith the exception of my wife and I. All of the actions and conversations in this story are FICTIONAL. ***** My trial was over. I had pleaded guilty to being a black cock sucking cum drinking slut whore of the highest order. I had objected to being called a whore and pl...
WARNING: this story is about a man who becomes a cuckold as his wife takes a young lover with his tacit approval. If this theme even remotely offends you DO NOT read it. * My wife Linda is 43 and I'm 55 and the reason for the break up of my first marriage 9 years ago when we worked together and I was her boss. Just like the rest of the men in the Sales Tea...
Chapter 1. I was suspended by my wrists from the ceiling of the 'play room'. I was about to be sodomised with the largest penis in the room. And I was rather looking forward to it. My enforced pose was not uncomfortable, the wrist-cuffs were of soft padded leather, they held my arms about three feet apart, most of my weight could be taken by my legs if I s...
Just want to thank the readers who have commented on my stories. For those who like my style, I'll keep it up for as long as I can. For those who don't... lighten up, this is supposed to be fun! * I woke up about 5:30am in the morning to the soft breathing of Jasmine my wife. We were spooning and her ample bottom was nestled snugly on my stomach. I felt ho...
--- Changes. Less than a year of time has flown by... and yet it seemed to stream back a millennium. How exactly do you describe such changes as those I had experienced? The answer of course, is you can't... to my gentle readers, who have been pulled along by my words, thank you for sharing what I learned, what I felt... what I lived. But I had changed... an...
What happened in the previous chapters: Maartje is a Dutch woman in her thirties who after a nasty divorce tries to land back on her feet. She found herself a job as a teacher and is happy to volunteer on an Cathage exhibit in the local museum. When she races on her bicycle over the narrow cobblestone streets along the canals streets to be on time for the op...
It was a Tuesday afternoon that I finally cracked. I'd opened the letter from my real estate agent telling me my rent was going to be rising twenty dollars a week effective the following month and burst into tears, my thirteen year old daughter had a mouth full of teeth that desperately needed braces and to top it all off, my car was making the sort of noise...