Brett strolled back from the bathroom in high spirits. Dinner out with his girlfriend and colleague had been delightful. Walking back to the table, he'd taken a roundabout route and come up from behind. From this angle he could now see what had been obscu...
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’...
Grant brushed his fingertip over my lips, which were already swollen from his kisses. "Sometimes," he murmured, "I feel like you're the devil on my shoulder." We sat in his car, which was parked out in the middle of nowhere. Here, we were safe from discov...
"Want and need are different things," she tells me while I'm planting kisses on her stomach. Her nipples are hard and wet from my suckling. Gently, she strokes my hair. "You understand that, don't you?" I know I'm supposed to answer, so I murmur, "Mm-hmm....
I hit up Emma and Trey’s housewarming party tonight. Or “cocktail party” as they formally named it. Whatever it was, Emma said I needed to wear my tiny black dress, so it was an excuse to get a new one. But it was the first time I was this dressed up to g...
Louise lay naked on her bed as the last waves of a powerful orgasm that had surged through her body subsided. Breathing deeply she reflected that being an occasional ‘golf widow’ did have some advantages. It afforded her plenty of ‘me’ time at the weekend...
This story took place long ago on a hot summer Saturday night. But before I start, let me tell you how it began long before that night. My father and mom divorced, and I was living with my father. My dad had started seeing a woman named Mary. She was only...
Louise woke in her bed and looked at the clock. It was nearly four in the afternoon. She was naked and her Hitachi wand lay beside her on the mattress. After getting back from London she had masturbated with the wand and recalled her hedonistic weekend in...
The bedroom door opened, and the sleeping couple was suddenly woken. “What are you doing here? Today is my turn. It has always been my turn.” Trish sounded genuinely annoyed. Louise and the Fox were both still groggy after being woken suddenly. Trish pull...
The rest of my weekend was uneventful; I didn't hear from Dawn. Monday morning, Mike found me and thanked me for getting them home and taking Dawn to get their car the following day. This was a huge relief. It appeared he didn't suspect anything. Work was...
I know the rules, Of this game that plays me. No emotions involved, Just lies and hotel fees. No calls in the evening, Your name stored as a she. Two hours twice a week, When you belong to me. Scolding hot showers, Wash away sweat and shame. I can’t help...
I woke up the following day and couldn't stop thinking about Dawn and the lust-filled encounter we had the night before. Dawn turned out to be hotter and sexier than my wildest fantasy. She had an amazing tanned body. She was only five foot two or three i...
Dawn was the wife of a guy who worked for the same company as me. I didn't know him well because he had just transferred late last fall. The first time I saw Dawn was at our company Christmas party. She was a stunning, buxom little brunette who caught my...
Sitting over a coffee in town with some girlfriends, my phone pinged with a series of incoming messages. Suspecting I knew the source, and after a suitable pause, I made the excuse that I need to visit the toilet. Locking myself in a cubicle, I opened the...
Louise and the Fox stood close together, holding one another as the powerful jet of the shower cascaded down on them. They were cleaning up after an early afternoon fuck at the Fox’s place in London. Before fucking her, the Fox had, for the first time, sp...
