The Charity Auction ndash A route into Cuckolding Part
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There’s this Charity Auction that changes his life. The actors in this script are of legal age, but may portray maturing young adults. This is a work of adult erotic fiction and contains descriptions of sexual acts between consenting adults. If you’re under the age of consent where you reside, delete this file immediately. If it is illegal to obtain adult literature where you reside, delete this file immediately. If it’s entirely legal for you to read sexually explicit material, I hope you...
by Francis Drake Posted by JackFD, with Francis Drake’s permission. Thia stopped reading the page she’d attempted to understand the last four times she’d read it. Her mind wasn’t on the current best-selling thriller, it was on the box in her bedroom and the masquerade. No need delaying. Since she’d told Derek she would accompany him, her mind returned to the costume with every other thought. She’d accomplished nothing at work. She’d be glad when the damn party was behind her. She put the...
I guess this story all started a little more than a year ago. My husband bought an old car that he had found for sale on the internet. I thought he was pretty silly, spending that much money for a car that was almost forty years old and in such horrible shape. It was a 1969 Dodge Superbee. We drove out with a friend to look at it, and when I saw it I thought he had lost his mind for sure. It was in pieces. The guy that owned it had started to restore it, but apparently hadn’t gotten very...
I dressed with extra care. The annual Scholarship Auction Dinner was always a special event, an occasion to wear evening clothes and black tie, but this year was extra special. I had been dieting and exercising like mad to fit back into my most elegant outfit, a St. John knit that was some years old, but truly a classic. A gorgeous royal blue suit with gold threads, it included a short skirt, silk blouse, and a form-fitting jacket.I looked at myself from all angles in front of the full-length...
Oral SexAs we left the restroom, people nearby heard the applause and turned to look. Many of my friends saw me coming out of the men’s room. But by now it doesn’t really matter. They already know what kind of a weekend I’m having. They may not know all the particulars. But they know I’m not just a slave to Glenn. I’m a sex-slave. And I’m having so much fun I should probably cut Dale some slack for not consulting me before offering me up for sale to the highest bidder. I’m a very willing sex slave...
Chapter One – Intro: How it StartedAs far as I understand, many people differ on the meaning of cuckold, as with any fetish, everyone has different expectations and turn-ons which makes every case different. My fetish consist on watching my significant other (in this case my girlfriend) fucking black men in front of me. I don´t care for the humiliation and all I want is to see her getting fucked. Or at least, those are the video I searched for before experiencing the real thing.My girlfriend...
"Time to go get sold, slut," a voice called out, awakening Tulsa from her restless, dream-filled slumber. She rolled off the bed and assumed a kneeling position at the man's feet, raising her head so he could snap a leash onto her collar. "Up and turn," he said, handing her a pair of impossibly high seven inch platform shoes with seven inch spiked heels. Tulsa took the shoes in her hand and then turned to face away from him. "Put the shoes on," she was told, bending at the waist and...
Tulsa was surprised to find that her "uniform" for the beginning of the evening's festivities was the same outfit she'd so carefully selected for that first auction exactly one year ago. Now she was going to be wearing it for another auction, but this time there was no pretense of fantasy play. This time, it was for real. She was truly a slave, about to be sold to the highest bidder, who would have complete control over her, indeed, the ability to determine whether she should live or...
Cheryl's mind was working as fast as her fingers, trying desperately to remember where she knew that voice from. All she knew was that she DID know this person, but from where? She finally decided that it didn't matter, though. She was at his mercy; his slave for the weekend, and there wasn't anything she could do... or wanted to do... about it anyway. The wet grass felt soft on her back as she used one hand to manipulate her already- throbbing clitoris while two, then three fingers of...
Cheryl knelt silently on the floor, almost luxuriating in the feel of the soft, plush carpet beneath her scrapped hands and knees. The crackle of the fireplace behind her lent a sense of calm; the heat radiating from the fire warmed her wet, shivering body. She began to take note of her surroundings; the unique smell of leather furniture, the muffled sounds, the rich carpet, all combined to give her a sense of calm. Still hooded, she could rely only on her senses of touch, hearing and smell....
"It's been a long time, hasn't it, Cheryl?" Cheryl's mind barely registered the face of Craig, her stepbrother, as he forced one orgasm after another from her abused body, until she finally and thankfully slipped into unconsciousness. When Cheryl finally awoke, she was aware of two things: pain and immobility. Trying to look at her surroundings, she discovered that she was inside a small cage suspended from the ceiling. Just large enough to contain her contorted body, it was constructed...
Memories of my youth. I was 20 and just finished my second year at Uni. The summer break was due in a week’s time and my lectures were done so I thought I would head home early and catch up with my old pals. I didn’t want to use what little cash I had left on a train ticket so I decided to hitch hike. Using my student pass I got the early bus from town out to the roundabout on the main trunk road, where I had successfully hitched a lift before. I had brought with me a piece of cardboard on...
The first part of my story is background stuff so I don’t expect much response but be patient fellow Hamsters I promise things hot up in Part 2. This story goes back a few years when I was in my early fifties. Through a website where hubbies posted pics of their wives I got chatting to Alan who, I later discovered, was in his mid-sixties. His wife Susan was in her early sixties and, certainly in my view, the perfect GILF. She had looked after herself and had a fabulous body for her age; UK size...
Cheryl was so absorbed in her own thoughts, standing on the stage clad in an outfit that revealed more than she hid, that she was almost unaware of what was happening around her. The heat from the stage lights caused little rivulets of perspiration to form on her skin. She squinted against the bright spotlight, hoping to see something of the audience, but to no avail. "Ladies and gentlemen, as you can see, Number 14, while not exactly 'dressed for success, ' is certainly in appropriate...
Cuckolding Can Be Positive For Some Couples, Study SaysBy Ian Kerner, CNNActing on adulterous fantasies may strengthen a relationship, as counterintuitive as it may sound.Cuckolding has become fetishized into a powerful sexual fantasy for some.Sometimes just sharing a sexy thought can be arousing enough -- you don't have to follow through...(CNN)In our current political climate, the term "cuck" -- short for "cuckservative" -- has become an insult of the so-called alt-right, aimed at men they...
It was Fathers Day, I was up early making my fantastic dad his traditional Fathers Day breakfast of every fried thing you could think of along with coffee and toast.I tried to get into his bedroom as quietly as I could but the clinking of the stuff on the tray woke him.“What’s this” he said in mocked surprise, “someone must have got up early today.”“Early, do you know what time it is, it’s half past eleven,” I said, “I left you as long as I could but I wanted us to spend the day together...
part 1 The story takes place at an underground auction in one of the depressed areas of a big city. The girl in question who's name is Deann has taken a large amount of money from a questionable black loan shark in order to help her her aging parents and is now unable to pay it back. She had agreed to be auctioned off to the highest bidder for sexual favors and will be used as a sex slave for the period of at least one month if she is unable to pay the money back. ...
This is another of my wife's fantasy's about black men and most of her girls, the ones in her fantasy's get themselves into situations that require them to things that a proper lady would never do and for her this is how she rationalizes her way around the guilt! I do not know why it is such a turn on for some couples and especially females when it comes to black men. Is it just forbidden fruit? or is it their reputation for being big and providing prolonged rough sex. I think some...
Wanna be a ‘Modern Cuckold Bull’ Here is a simple guide to achieving this quickly and safely. This guide gives a list of rules to be memorized and followed. The reasons for each rule will be explained in detail as to why they are so important. Then psychological reasons will be offered for each step you will take. So are you the type of person that throws away the instructions when assembly is required? If so, this is not for you. But if you are wanting to assemble a harem with perfect wives,...
Wanna be a ‘Modern Cuckold Bull’Here is a simple guide to achieving this quickly and safely. This guide gives a list of rules to be memorized and followed. The reasons for each rule will be explained in detail as to why they are so important. Then psychological reasons will be offered for each step you will take.So are you the type of person that throws away the instructions when assembly is required? If so, this is not for you. But if you are wanting to assemble a harem with perfect wives,...
Joyce’s thoughts returned, yet again, to the question, “How did I get myself into this?.” Her tall, lithe, body was stretched out between two pillars in a cage, arms and legs stretched in a classic spread eagle shape. No clothes covered her small, yet firm, breasts, nor any other part of her body. Her thick thatch of black pussy hair was glistening with moisture that gave witness to the lust and desire that was growing in her. The matching hair that hung from her head, down to her waist waved...
Steph didn’t have to go too far before someone stopped her, “I take it you have already danced?” She looked Step up and down, “And from the looks of it we had some fun out there?” Steph just nodded with a sly smirk to the lady asking the questions. The lady just shook her head with a smile, “Here let me take you to where you can drop these off,” pointing her chin to the contents in Steph’s arms, “and pick up your things. Plus sign in for your whoever won you to pick you up.” Steph just nodded,...
NovelsThe girls sat excitedly in a corner of the main dining hall, clustered around the group’s treasurer. It was one of the first warm days of Spring and the ladies were enjoying wearing their new light-weight outfits. Some wore sundresses, others wore skirts and light blouses. A few wore just their official Sigma Alpha Tau sports bra as a top, complete with matching jogging shorts.?Ladies,? their treasurer started, ?as I mentioned, we’re currently upside down on our mortgage and the bank is...
The next morning I got up and made coffee. Dale got up and came out to the kitchen. He grinned when he saw me sipping coffee in the nude. He came over and hugged me and said, “You have never looked more beautiful. This will always be my favorite outfit.” I got up and kissed my husband and poured him some coffee. Then I made breakfast. We ate and sat around relaxing and sipping coffee when the doorbell rang. Since I was naked, Dale answered the door. I was surprised when he came back into...
After the Lakeview game, I buckled down and did everything Bo Harrington wanted. If I wasn't in school or church, football consumed ninety percent of my day. If I was lucky, I found an hour a day right before bedtime for myself. I spent most of that time talking to my friends on video chat. Tracy snuck out a couple of nights and we spent the night. I loved having my apartment over the garage. Tracy and I were becoming a team. She understood the demands on my time and she was doing a lot of...
"Order, Order," The speaker of the House of Commons, the Palace of Westminster, the mother of Parliaments, the British Legislature spoke the words in the time honoured way as he gave the name of the next member of Parliament he would allow to speak. "The Prime Minister." The Prime Minister rose slowly from his seat and the whole chamber went quiet, more than six hundred elected members crammed into the chamber with barely room for half that number in comfort, it's timeless grandeur...
It was August of 1990. Kelly and I were thirty years old. We had won a trip to Spain which we took the previous June. Kelly had a ton of sex on that trip, including a public gang-gang at a nude beach. We met some new friends, including Barry who owned both a Chevy dealership and a nine-inch dong, and Scott who owned several furniture stores. Both of them were in their mid-forties. The four of us also spent Independence Day a couple of weeks later on Barry’s huge boat where Kelly was fucked...
ExhibitionismA good friend of ours in the US told us that there would be a Slave Market Auction coming up in Southern Texas & that it was going to be a Fund Raising night for a Male Dom that had come down with Cancer.We have never attended a Slave Market Auction before, both my slaves & I were talking about this when diana asked if we could go, as it sounded like it would be a good event & for a good cause. alice said she had gone on line & read about real slave auctions, but didn't want to...
Cry Wolf for Cuckolding Ch. 02 bygonzi2©Note this chapter was written in collaboration with ‘Docdobber’After I’d cuckolded my husband with the three twenty year old virgin soldiers while silk scarves restrained him. I’d wondered if his fantasizes of me being a slut wife for him was real or just that in his mind, just fuck games?Would Tony my husband be filled with remorse and misgivings? Knowing that Jim may have really impregnated me. Realizing he’d actually been cuckolded in real life not in...
I am a wealthy business owner of a highly successful kennel that raises and trains large breed dogs in security and health assistance. Most of my dogs sell for between 15 to 50 thousand dollars depending on the training required. I am also a divorced single mom. My kids are all adults and grew up without a father until they left home. That's when I remarried to a wonderful man by the name of Paul Anderson. My kids are Dave Palmer who is a 26 year old construction worker. My daughter is...
The Auction written by Joel D. Haskell Dusk was beginning to settled along the countryside, upon a ancient longvillage. Kitty was out, taking her laundry from the line, she swiftly steppedback inside. The wind was picking up, and she was going to be late, if she did not hurry.She had plans for the night. She was going to go into the bigger city with her girl friends to have afew drinks at a brand new bar that she had been hearing so much about. Kitty hustled into the cabin, making sure that...
After seeing the Jonshons out, she locked her room and set up her own protection formations. Once she was sure that her suite was secure, she pulled out the piece of worm meat she’d shown them and offered it to Sharp Eyes. The bird took the flesh and consumed it while she went about her nightly practices. Two hours later, she put out the lights and went to sleep. The next morning, Ki Jung wakes up to find her friend Sharp Eyes has grown. Upon closer inspection, it becomes clear that while...
The Training is over Master-T I look over at the boy and the girl as I say, today is our last day together and that tomorrow is the auction and they may be going to new homes it may be good or bad and that if they want to survive they need to be smart and obey. Jessie- I can’t believe I have been here for a month. I wish I could stay here with Master or at least get someone who is nice although Master can be mean sometimes like the first time he forced his dick into my mouth I was choking but...
Nora sat at the kitchen table tapping the end of a pencil on the table. In front of her was a questionnaire she had to complete. The questions were a methodical, painstaking inventory of her sexual limits and experiences. Notably absent from the form were questions about what she actually enjoyed. She knew why, and the thought of why filled her with that familiar mix of excitement and trepidation - the same feelings she felt as a young girl getting on a roller coaster for the very first time....
BDSMJust understand that when one thinks that in life you understand all there is, to know a person completely, or see that they cannot change, you will be open to new and final revelations that makes it clear; you never knew them to begin with as you suspected. Three weeks until the Academy ball begins. Once again everything appears to be back in a state of relative order and stability; ‘relative’ of course being the key word. The last few months have seen a rash of murders, the narrow...
The Dahlia specialized in variety. Every body-type of woman imaginable was on display. Rail thin 90s heroine chic-types who were often sold to black men with gigantic cocks, they got off on being able to see their dicks moving inside the girls. Some of the girls had bodies that barely looked thirteen. Others looked like 50s pinups, and there were girls so fat they couldn’t even see their own pussy mound. Buyers had 2 hours prior to the auction to view the girls for sale. They were kept in...
Charity Events Chapter 1: Sugarplums Charity wiped her brow and then closed her word processing program. She alwaysseemed to get steamed up when she wrote her erotica. Before turning off thecomputer, she checked her email again to see if any readers had responded.Her inbox was empty and she sighed with disappointment. She had posted a newstory last week and had gotten feedback from only five people, despite allof the vast thousands of people who had visited, and presumably read, her story....
Farm Adventures Begin At The AuctionBy Wonder_Dad - Story #10I was amazed, never having been at a horse auction before, at the sheer number of horses being auctioned off. I was a fish out of water, not able to tell a good horse from a bad one, but I was determined to make a new life for my family. I sat and watched the auction, hoping to glean an idea for future auctions, where I would actually bid on a few horses, and hopefully, get the first few steeds for the Farm."You are new here, I have...
Lke aIn the continuing story about my Nubie sub Stephanie. We received an email from a BDSM club in Washington that we have gone to a few times last year. They were having a BDSM slave auction and I said to my sub wife . I asked her think we should put Nubie Stephanie up for sale at the auction. My subbie wife said yes let's do it. I called Stephanie into the living room and told her that Saturday night you will be sold at a slave auction. She said what? I said yes you will be put up for...
Lost AuctionA sadistic ADULT tale of female domination by Miss Irene Clearmont.Copyright ? Miss Irene Clearmont 2013----------------------Lost Auction----------------------The darkness engulfed him, it processed his mind, it filled him from the tip of his cock to the place where his jaw was stretched open. It devoured him and digested him in solitude, but it did not spit him out! Harold was in the box of panic, the box of shadows.He guessed that he had been in that darkness for an hour, but how...
Auction HuntersCh. 1 (no sex, all introductory material)The auction was not scheduled to begin until six in the evening, sharp, but the estate was opened up at ten in the morning to potential bidders. That’s when Christie and I got there. We had a lot of searching to do and not that much time. Unfortunately, many other bidders were there as well. I could only guess at how many of them knew what sorts of things Bob had been up to and what treasures might be hidden in the crumbling old Victorian...
Author's note: Unlike my other stories, this one is written in the third person. This story peripherally involves a few characters from a couple of those stories. For reference purposes, this all you need to know: Cafe 101 - a popular LGBTQ club Bianca - trans woman, part owner of the club Beth - Bianca's twin sister, part owner of the club Brandon - Bianca's husband, an editor and book publisher Anna - Beth's wife, a famous writer of romance novels, and a trans woman Prologue: A...
It was March of 1995. Kelly and I were both thirty-five. We’d lived in our “new” town for about two and a half years at that time. While we had found a music club in town where we could have some fun, our limited social lives still mostly revolved around work and co-workers. In fact, it was a guy I worked with who invited Kelly and me to a substantial community fundraiser. Apparently, over the years it had turned into the social highlight of the town.Folks would get fancied up and spend the...
Straight SexIt was a typical Sunday morning and I was right on schedule. A typical Fall Sunday morning was as close to heaven as I could get. My schedule was pretty much chiseled in stone. I got up and went out for a run to start with. The runs in the fall are completely different. For one thing the air, though colder, is crisper and fresher. The fall scenery in Michigan is outstanding. All sorts of trees have their leaves spontaneously combust into a plethora of shades and colors that are dizzying in...
Steph walked out into the noisy chaos from the mysterious Matt Rockler as the guards closed the doors she felt completely woozy from the alcohol that Matt provided. This was going to be interesting. She headed down to where Amanda was last seen on the monitors so she could catch a drink with her friend before they parted ways and had their own individual fun. On her way to the bar she bumped into one the guys that were trying to sign people up. “Oh sorry miss. Would you be interested in taking...
NovelsSo come and join us now, as Charity is invited to a formal Academy Ball, while she has other ideas of a dance in mind. I hope you enjoy this. Please leave some comments so I can improve the story line better. ====================================== They say in the tales of old that the eyes are a window unto the soul; while a mirror is supposedly the revealer of all that is hidden away, showing to all who bother to look and understand the reality of what IS, not hidden away from us...
COLLEGE GUY SOLD AT SLAVE AUCTION Shortly after my 18th birthday, I enrolled at a university just north of Chicago. I'm not much into team sports but like cycling, skiing, and rock climbing. My stats are brown eyes and hair, 5' 11", 155 pounds, and good build. My main turn-on is bondage pictures and stories. I imagine myself as the one being bound and tormented. I'm not particularly interested in guys except as props necessary for my fantasies. I picked my school because I think Chicago would...
Part: Part 5: The Auction Michael gathered all of his employees to make an announcement about the upcoming auction. “We’ve had a great month. We have collected six girls and it is time to sell them and collect our money. First we have the mother/daughter pair, Sara and Becky. These are our prizes, they should easily fetch upward of $500,000, with their blonde hair, the Japanese buyers will love them. Mom is in great shape for her age and, at eighteen, Becky will be loved for her tight body,...
Erotic************************************************************** ************************************************************** Three weeks remain until the Academy ball commences. The last preparations are being made with frantic speed to make sure everything goes right. The Great Hall where it is to happen is the scene of chaos somehow made manageable. Orders are shouted only to meet with rapid counter orders and changes back again; chefs and their staffs go over the final menus for any...
Introduction: Charity finally meets Chets dad Charity Jones here. Your narrator or purveyor of autobiographical whack off material. Enough of the wit, you want more of my memoirs. Here goes The 12th grade had finally arrived. The big year. The make or break year. The big one -two. Alright enough with the drama. This was my graduating year, so I had to make it a good one, but it was already a crazy busy one I had discovered within the first week. I was working at the Love Hut Lingerie Store...
The only thing keeping this powder keg under even a semblance of control is the Academy of the Arts, a school famed for its scholars, libraries, and teaching of mages. None better are to be found, and all know that their plans are only advanced as the sufferance of the school masters will permit; then comes one warning, at the most… After that level of patience is exhausted the truly fortunate will suffer a swift death, others will wind up among the Masters various personal servants –...
Enough of the wit, you want more of my memoirs. Here goes The 12th grade had finally arrived. The big year. The make or break year. The big one -two. Alright enough with the drama. This was my graduating year, so I had to make it a good one; but it was already a crazy busy one I had discovered within the first week. I was working at the Love Hut Lingerie Store Tuesday through Thursday nights and then working as coat check girl at the Zebra Club. Plus , to no one’s surprise I was...
I turned to Twitter to help find a hottie I could beat my meat to. I was hoping for some sexy amateur MILF. I’d been following an “Uber Driving Slut” lately. She looked a lot like Karen McGifford the woman we saw at Minerva’s market only younger. She would make it appear her tits fell out of her shirt to boost her tips or even suck cocks and fuck guys if she thought they were cute enough and then film it and put it on Twitter. Her husband knew all about it but he wasn’t submissive. He just...
Charity placed her hands behind her head, stood with her legs apart, tits out, shoulders back, and ass cheeks clenched tightly before addressing us. Dad switched off the TV completely and told us to put away our phones and hear her out. “Thank you all for letting me address you openly in this manner. I know the sight of me like this may still shock you. I also know that not all of you wanted to live like this, and I asked Master to allow me to address any concerns you may have. I would...
CHAPTER 4The king-sized bed had the covers turned down already, but Alan pulled the satin comforter completely off before he sat me down on the side of the bed. I was facing a wall of mirrors along the closet doors, which doubled the size of the big room. He leaned down and pulled off my shoes, then knelt between my legs and grasped the top of one blue stocking. He pulled it down neatly and tossed it on top of my shoes. I watched our figures in the mirror as he pulled off the other in one...
Straight SexI woke up in the morning to find Glenn throwing the sleeping bag open and moving his hands over my body possessively. I glanced over at Jerry. He’s lying on his side watching closely. I’m stone cold sober now. I would have thought that in the light of day I’d be having second thoughts. I realized, however, that I’m looking forward to this weekend as much as he probably is. I have no regrets, unless you count having lived twenty-four years before experiencing such bliss. Remembering the...
Lisa came over on Tuesday. We drank coffee and sat around and talked for a while. Lisa and I have always been good friends, at least since Dale and I joined the car club. But now we’ve become especially close. She’s just as excited about last weekend as Dale and I are. It turns out that Frank and Dale must have a lot of the same fantasies. They both got a big kick out of watching what Glenn did to us, and let others do to us. Lisa and I talked for a couple of hours. Then, and I’m honestly...
Unable to see though the hood, her only hopes were that she was in a darkened area and nobody would find her. A successful attorney with her own practice, she could not afford a scandal... her clientele consisted primarily of conservative businessmen who would certainly go elsewhere if it were discovered that she enjoyed this sort of thing. The gravel dug into her knees as a wet mist rolled in. The moisture in the air and a slight breeze combined to harden her nipples... she had always been...