"Shower and sex with Jerry, and we were being watched."
I let Jerry get ready for me and stepped into the bedroom. I sat and marveled at how such an amazing man exists. The way he drained me just minutes ago took away all the stress from the past few...
"Fiona and Damian fuck in her marital bed and stain the sheets with lust and betrayal."
Fiona sat on the couch, a cup of steaming Jasmine tea in her trembling hands as she eagerly awaited the carefree effects of the Xanax she swallowed only moments ago to kick in.Everything was escalating so fast with Damian. It was like being...
"A Wife becomes a Cuckoldress"
"How do I look, honey?" my wife asked me.I quickly turned my attention from the television show that I had been watching and focused my gaze on Angela as she stood framed in the lounge-room doorway. My hungry eyes slowly...
"Angela asks some hot questions, and Michael comes along nicely..."
Angela and I didn't get a chance to talk about my lascivious dream until the evening after the next. We'd had visitors the night after I'd had my dream, and we had gone to bed very late and very tired....
"Sweet dreams are made of this..."
Mr. Roger's round face beamed at me over his desk. It was a week later, and I was again back in the consulting room; I was still amazed at how rotund his head was."Everything's coming along nicely," he announced. I...
"Angela discovers a hard man is good to find - or even a hard toy..."
The stitches were removed from my manhood during my next consultation with Mr. Rogers, and he declared that he was quite happy with how my recovery was proceeding. There was still an angry red scar where the incision had been,...
"Michael pays Angela a little lip service..."
A week later I was once again confronted with the round countenance of Mr. Rogers as I sat in the consulting room. My previously swollen and bruised member had essentially returned to its pre-accident state - if one was able...
"A stroll down memory lane, and Michael's naughty fantasy comes to the fore."
Angela drove as we made our way onto the Monash freeway. At this time of day, the traffic was relatively light. It was early spring, and the sun beamed with the promise of a hot summer.The first thing I told...
"Michael suffers the cruelest cut of all."
I have always hated hospitals. Loathed them, in fact; the clinical aromas, the sterile feel, the gloomy atmosphere, the poker-faced staff. I would have given anything to be miles away from the damned place.As of this moment, however, I had...
"Made to measure - the long and short of it."
Life, for the most part, was almost unchanged for the next five weeks. The new cage was noticeably tighter, but after a couple of days, I ceased to really notice I was wearing it at all, with the exception of...