Naturally, Tim had misplaced his wallet after their trip; it took him a couple of minutes before he found it beneath a still-unpacked duffel bag. Fortunately, he did at least have the cash in it; like so many people, Tim relied mostly on his debit card these days and carried very little physical money anymore. Even in the tinier stories in the mountains, there had been virtually no need for cash, so most of the pre-vacati...

Later that evening, the couple was making their way to the bedroom for the night. April had been particularly flirty with him after coming inside from the back yard; Tim had a strong suspicion that sex was on the table for sure. While he was more than ready for that, he found feelings of guilt over how he had handled the Malik situation to be a real distraction. April hadn’t been happy at how Tim hadn’t interfered when Ma...

The yelling and jeering from the living room reached a fever pitch, and Tim Mason sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose in response. “That’s bullshit!” came a young man’s voice in protest. “You’re just mashing random buttons, and you know it!” Other voices hooted in mocking derision. “Maybe don’t stand so close to the edge, genius!” came another young man’s voice in reply. Howling laughter echoed the comment. It was a S...

It took Amanda a few days to really feel like herself again; her first shift or two back to work definitely found her with a little less gas in the tank than she usually had. Greg waited a week and a half before trying to set up any sort of meet, and when he reached out the first time, it was to uncharacteristically ask—not demand—that she come over. When she did so, he was a much reserved version of himself, far more con...

Saturday evening rolled around; Amanda had just finished getting ready to go out. She kissed the kids goodbye, telling them that she was headed to hang out with a friend, then gave Mark a special kiss with a squeeze on his cock. “Don’t play with him too much,” she admonished her husband. “I want you to be ready for me when I get back!” Amanda found her stomach to be full of butterflies during the drive over. It was silly...

This story is unique among my works. My “Dawn and XXX” series are all true tales, as accurately retold as my memory allows. My other stories have so far been pure fiction – I may draw from an experience here or there, but the characters and scenarios are all creations of my imagination. Instead, this spiel is based on very true experiences, but that story has grown into something more. I at first intended to make this a “...

Harry watched his wife as she led her young lover into their bedroom. This boy was going to fuck her on their marital bed, his huge cock plunging in and out of her vagina until he filled her womb with his seed, the womb that had borne Harry’s children. He felt a sense of sadness, but it didn’t last long. The sight of James’s well-toned body, his erect cock bobbing up and down and his balls swinging underneath, made his he...

James woke up quite early after his enjoyable night with June. The memories of their fuck flooded back as he showered, giving him an erection which he stroked gently while he stood under the hot water. She was going to turn into an excellent fucktoy for him. She had a sexy, well-toned body, which she knew how to use, and her cunt felt glorious, fitting around his cock like a velvet glove. If he managed it properly, she wo...

Beth finished making sandwiches and put them on the kitchen table in front of James and Peter. While she’d been preparing them, she’d thought about what was happening. This man who was really still a boy, had become the man of the house. He had completely dominated her husband and she was in thrall to him. Tonight he’d fucked her like she’d never been fucked before, and she’d loved it. Now he was going to fuck her again a...

James woke early the next morning with his usual hard, early-morning erection. He thought back over the events of the previous evening and felt his cock jerk as he remembered surging through June’s hymen to ejaculate deep inside her. Then he remembered that Peter, Beth’s husband, had asked him to call. He decided he would do so later. Today was a Sunday and he had to go to church as he was still singing in the choir. He a...

The day following my evening with Mandy, where her husband accepted my role in their marriage, started off normally but soon changed when an angry Sarah came into my office and closed the door. “How can you be such a shit?” she asked, “you’ve completely crushed Tim and made Mandy feel bad. You’re a bastard, Alan.” “Sit down, Sarah, and calm down,” I said, “Tim wants to be crushed. He wants to be servile. He’s nearly accep...

I went early to work the next day as there were a number of project issues that needed sorting out. I hoped that Sarah wouldn’t come and disturb me, and fortunately she didn’t. Jenny called me just before lunch. “Hello, Alan, how are you today?” “I’m fine, thanks. Very busy but otherwise on top of the world.” “Oh, I won’t keep you too long then, but I do need to talk with you. There have been some developments with Dave....

After the brilliant time I’d had with Jenny on Wednesday night when her husband was out, I couldn’t wait to hear from her again. I left it up to her to call, as her schedule was the more difficult one to manage, but I hoped that, given time, this would change and she would find it easier to get away. When it got to Friday afternoon, however, I decided I would call her at work and see what was going on. “Hello Jenny,” I sa...

During the weeks following Roger’s initiation into cock-sucking, his attitude changed slowly, becoming more concerned with my pleasure rather than Brenda’s. He took to sucking my cock before I fucked her and cleaning it off afterwards, as well as fondling my balls when I was inside his wife. Brenda’s attitude to his involvement also changed, treating him in a more servile manner and secondary to me. She made him clean up...

It was summertime in Montreal. I was a twenty-treeh-year-old attending an annual three-day IT conference. I had made a presentation at a break-out session at the end of the first day on a piece of system software that I’d written. There had been about thirty people attending and it had all been rather successful. Several people were interested in what I’d done and I’d answered quite a lot of questions. As I was gathering...