It was the coldest day of the year. I remember because it took me an age to get out of bed. When I finally did step out, there was a misty sort of drizzle which precluded any chance of riding my motorcycle to work. Nothing if not adaptable, I booked an Uber and waited outside my apartment building. A slightly harried-looking woman passed by. She seemed pretty, but I was not really paying attention untill her perfume hooke...

Cuckold Chronicle Issue One *** “You’re joking, aren’t you?” Becky was suspicious, as if I were a police officer trying to lure her into a trap. “Either that or you’ve gone crazy!” “Becky,” I said, my voice as sincere as anything. But we both know that I’m just not good enough to make you feel that way.” I couldn’t believe that after so long the words had finally come out of my mouth. And to my wife. Becky sat beside me o...

Alena is radiant, her smooth, milky skin glowing under the studio lights. She does a slow, sensual dance for me, and her soft, flame-colored hair flashes like the sun as she moves. “How do I look?” She asks. Surely she must already know. She’s insanely beautiful and perfectly desirable; a veritable sex kitten. She could walk into a room and have any man she wanted and some of the women too. They’d be crawling and begging...

John Detroit glared defiantly at his captives and flexed his muscles. Two of the brawny apes — so-called heavies employed to do the dirty work — stood on either side of the only exit and stoically ignored him. At the same time, the Russian mafia's beautiful but ruthless enforcer, Nikita Tavorik scornfully regarded his attempt at resistance. In truth, despite his truculent glare, Detroit was a scared man. Who wouldn't be?...

“What happens at home, stays at home.” That’s what Mom says when one of us finds ourselves with family secrets. Before long, I began to understand what she meant. I am the youngest of three. Jeanne is six years older than me. Gary, my brother, is four years older. I turned eighteen in April, so I suppose that’s why my parents named me April. Mom and Dad got married right out of high school and my older sister was an unpla...

Michael sent me a text. The fishing boat had engine trouble and he wouldn't be back for the start of the luau. He said I should go on ahead and he would meet me there. I was hesitant to go alone but I was really looking forward to it and I was also very hungry. So I showered, got dressed and headed for the luau. It was very crowded when I arrived. I looked around for a place to sit. An older couple noticed me and motioned...

Doug was fucking me. It was afternoon and sun flooded through an open window. Outside a coconut palm swayed in a gentle breeze. We were both sweating. The beach cabin was not air-conditioned and it was hot. I like sweaty sex. Glistening wet bodies fit together better. I like the feel of slippery skin as I run my fingers over my partner’s body, exploring crevices and crannies. I like the salty taste of sweat as it drips of...

The brunette bobbed her head on my throbbing cock, her dark brown eyes locked upon mine. This was not where I thought I’d be starting off the day. She, I don’t even know her name, slammed into me at the coffee shop, spilling the pumpkin spice latte down my chest. I reeked of fall and it was fucking August. I jumped as her tongue lavished my cock. She hastened her pace. “Ohhh!” It was far too late, I was already twitching...