(This is the second part of a true story that my wife, Jan, and I experienced this past summer. We apologize because it took so long to write this but we are still pretty involved with this story. We know it ends abruptly but we are already working on the next part of it. If you would like to read the first part of this story it is called "Oh No!".) It was...
Kallie slipped the leash but realized she was lost without her Master. She had to go crawling back. ~ "How fat are you now whore?" "Fat, Master. So very fat." "Good." The last time I saw her, she was pushing the limits of the definition of the word BBW. I could only imagine what she looked like, if she thought she was that much more fat than before....
I went home and, like every day, he was there on the couch, relaxing from a long day. I smiled and went to him. I always go straight home because I'm a slave to our routine, which I can't believe happens to me. I walk up to him and bend over and give him a little kiss. Then right away I drop down to my knees, between his, and before I've taken off my coat or...
Hi all, here its, chapter 2. The further adventures of Joe and his new whore. Hope you all enjoy, as always all comments are welcome. Also a massive thank you again to the wonderful juicy starchild for all the work she has put into editing this chapter. "Beep-beep...beep-beep..." Zoe slowly opened her eyes. Half asleep she looked up towards the alarm cl...
After Michelle got home she slept for several hours. Her body had some bruises on it, noticeably around her breasts where her customers had marked her large breasts with bite marks and bruises. A few hours after she was home her phone started to ring with voice and text messages. First was from her pimp telling her to call. Then the guy she had met who want...
This story is about my fantasy to turn my wife into a whore. This is my first work; love to hear your feedback. *** I am Raj and my wife is Anitha, we are in early 30s living in Chennai, India. We are happily married for 3 years; our sex life was good until recently we both lost a bit of fire. So, I was thinking of spicing it up. I bought her sexier and re...
Dear Diary, My name is Amaya Fernanda and it is a whole lot harder for me to write these things and admit to them, then it is for you to read them. I guess I try not to think of myself as a whore. I mean who really stops and gets up every morning thinking, "Hey I am a whore, wonder who I will fuck today?" That kinda sentiment is best reserved for bad porn...
16 The Fuck Factory Carmel drew back the large red door marked Studio 1 and stepped inside to see a young woman with a clipboard watching three prisoners being cuffed and chained while a fourth prisoner was slipping into a dark blue leotard. Carmel recognised the producer. "Sasha. We meet again. How is life in Hollywood?" "Very good. I'm making a lot of...
I tried as hard as I could to control my primal urges. I tried to talk myself out of this situation. I hated Ronnie for using me and most of all for allowing myself to be used by him, I was losing. Knowing full well what was about to happen I couldn't control myself with the confidence and brashness that exuded from him. I thought I had beaten it this time...
If you are triggered by infidelity, adultery in general, the hot wife lifestyle, or cuckolding, there's nothing in this story for you - best to hit the back button now. As my intro piece to this chronicle says, KK and I have a complex relationship - infidelity was not one-sided. I had numerous adulterous encounters, ranging from one-night stands, to long-du...