Brock and JudyChapter 4
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Judith, who everyone called Judy and who was my wife, did not know that the mentioning of another man's name while we had sex would crack the mental cover I had worked so hard during my pre-puberty and early teens to construct around a dark side of my personality only a handful of people knew existed.
The first time it emerged was when I was twelve and I almost killed another boy. I was in the sixth grade at a new school and the school bully decided I would be his next victim for terror. He was an eighth grader, fourteen, played lineman on the middle school football team, a foot taller than me, and ninety pounds heavier. He picked on me for a solid two weeks before I couldn't take it anymore and fought back.
It looked like from the beginning he was going to whip my ass good, but when he hit me in the face and bloodied my nose, I zoned out and did not and do not remember what happened next. My next conscious thought was being held down on the ground by three grown men, the principal, the school security officer, and the head football coach.
When I had calmed I could hear sirens and was led to the principal's office and told my parents were on their way. My parents arrived and asked me what had happened. I told them all I remembered and they questioned me to see if that was all I remembered or if I was lying.
When they were satisfied that I wasn't lying, they let the police talk to me. It was one of the officers who asked me if I remembered knocking the bully to the ground and beating him unconscious with my book bag that had all but one of my books in it. When I said no, he asked if I remembered carrying him over to the monkey bars, putting his right arm over the bottom bar, and jumping on it; breaking it in two places. I told him no.
He asked if I remember laying the bully's head across that same bar and getting ready to jump on it before the principal tackled me. I told him no. He then asked if I remembered the principal, then the security officer, and finally the football coach all three having to hold me down to keep me off the bully. I said yes to that question. The police questioned me until my father, who had called a lawyer friend of his, said that I was done answering questions unless they were charging me and we were going home.
I stayed out of juvie only because the bully had started it and there was enough evidence to prove it. I had to enter therapy and it took the therapist a month to get me mad enough to go into that state again. I only remember trashing the padded room because he showed me the video tape. Without outside intervention, I was in an uncontrolled rage for eight minutes before I collapsed in a corner and either passed out or went to sleep.
I awakened twenty minutes later not remembering a thing. The therapist used all his knowledge and every anger management technique he could find to teach me before I was able to shut my dark side completely away. Judy's cheating on me had punctured that covering and invited my personal demon into our marriage. She had already felt a bit of my anger on the night she blurted out another man's name during sex between us and another on the day she had sex with him again even though I pushed her into it.
I still loved her, but the dark side of my personality wanted to cause her the same emotional pain she had given me and I couldn't control it like I had in the past. I don't know where the idea originated and I fought it for three months, but in the end gave in and moved from having an idea to putting it into action.
"Take your clothes off, slut." I ordered Judy the Thursday before Memorial Day weekend as soon as I walked in the door. Judy hurried to comply with my command.
"We're going to re-arrange some furniture and you'll not argue about it, understand."
"Yes Brock, whatever you want is fine." My beautiful wife answered me standing there in all her naked glory. I could see a sparkle in her eyes, the flush of her cheeks, and the slight hint of moisture between her legs which told me she was getting aroused.
"One of your dressers has to leave our bedroom so we can move the armchair from our den into it. We may have to move the bed around also."
Judy and I moved the big dresser with most of her under garments and nighties from our bedroom across the hall to the mostly empty spare room. Together we wrestled the armchair up the stairs and into our bedroom. It fit nicely in the corner the dresser had occupied without us having to move the bed.
"Finish getting me hard so I can fuck my pussy, bitch." I told Judy when we were finished and after dropping my pants.
The biggest smile came over Judy's face before she hurried over to me, dropped down on her knees, and eagerly grabbed my semi-hard cock before placing her mouth around it. She only had to suck on my dick for a couple of minutes before I was completely hard.
"On the bed spread-eagled, now."
Judy rushed to our bed and jumped into the middle of it, assuming the position I had ordered her to get into. I climbed onto the bed got between her legs, bended them back toward her chest and sank my erection to the hilt inside her with one powerful stroke. I began stroking in and out of her with long but hard strokes.
"You're so much of a slut that the punishment I've tried to bestow upon you has only turned you on and made you a bigger slut. I've been fighting the urge to hurt you like you hurt me, but it's too strong. Tomorrow night you going to come home, get cleaned up, then watch me get ready to go out. You'll sit naked in that chair until I'm home and watch whatever happens without a word. The only reason for you to leave that chair is to go to the rest room to urinate or defecate. YOU WILL NOT PLEASURE YOURSELF IF WHAT HAPPENS IN OUR BED TOMMORROW NIGHT TURNS YOU ON! DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!"
"Yes Brock, I understand. Please make your slut come. Please, you're right; the last few months have been the most exciting and sexually fulfilling for me since my teens. I am a slut and have always been one, I just wasn't admitting it. I'll do anything you want, watch you do anything you want, and never complain; I swear. I love you. Now pound me and make me come."
I began to really slam her pussy after her confession. We came together at the same instance after ten minutes of my pounding her. After I had shrunk and fell out of her, I left the bed to shower.
"Go finish dinner while I shower, Judy. I love you too. I'll be about twenty minutes, okay?"
"Yes, my darling. Dinner will be ready when you get to the table."
I showered and put on a robe before going to the table. Even though I had told her our bedroom was the only room she had to be naked in at all times, Judy had begun going naked throughout the whole house. She was naked except for an apron when I got to the table. We ate dinner in silence and when we were finished I took her hand in mine and looked into her eyes.
"Judy, you know I still love you right?"
"Yes Brock, I do. I love you more and more every day. I meant every word I said in our bed room."
I stood and held out my hand to her. I led her back to our bed where I made gentle, caring love to her. She came twice on my dick before I spurted my second load of semen deep into her pussy. We cuddled together whispering terms of endearment to each other as we caressed each other tenderly. I went to the kitchen to put our dirty dishes in the dish washer while Judy showered and started them when I heard Judy exit the shower. Judy joined me in the living room where we watched TV together until bed time. Nothing more was said about the next day.
I came home from work and ate a light meal with Judy. She had gotten home before me and was so beautiful from her shower and with only a tad of make up on. I had second thoughts about my plan, but that dark portion of my personality that had been let loose took over and I began to clean up in preparation for the evening. I shaved and showered before dressing in Judy's favorite set of clothes she had picked out for me when we were shopping at the mall earlier in the year; a salmon colored shirt with dark blue pants, black socks, belt, shoes, and light blue blazer, but no tie. I saw a small hint of hurt in Judy's eyes, but she didn't say a word.
"I love you, but don't know how long I'll be. Do you need anything from the kitchen or anything to read before I go?"
"No Brock, I have everything I need. Have a good time tonight."
I kissed Judy goodbye and left her in our bedroom. I drove my car to that same club that I'd taken Judy to on our second date. It had went through many changes over the last eight years and was back to being a country/western club. I walked up to the bar and ordered a club soda. I did not want to get drunk and besides; drinking and driving was a much bigger deal now than it was eight years ago. I hadn't had time to turn around and check out the room before I felt a hand on my arm.
"Aren't you Brock Henderson?" A cute, petite brunette that I did not know asked of me.
"Yes, I'm Brock. Who may I ask are you?"
"I'm Debra Forrester, but everybody calls me Debbie. Are you waiting on Judy?"
"No, actually she's at home waiting on me. How do you know Judy?"
"I'm the receptionist at the realty company. I recognized you from that big picture of you Judy hung behind her desk. Why is she waiting at home on you?"
"This may come as a shock, but I came here to try and pick up a woman to have sex with while Judy has to watch. It's part of her punishment for cheating on me."
"So she's the one Mark Coleman got caught fucking in her own home. Everyone has been gossiping about it at work. Why aren't you divorcing her like Mark's wife's divorcing him?"
"Because I still love her. I just need her to feel the hurt that I felt the night she called out his name while we were having sex. They did not get caught, I set Mark up. I made her tell me who and why she was calling out his name and she admitted to the affair. I had the recorders installed and told Judy when to bring him to the house. My lawyer sent copies to his wife. I hope she's taking him to the cleaners."
"Would I do for your punishment? I've always wanted to stick it to a beautiful woman like Judy since high school. The pretty girls made my life a living hell back then."
I took a closer look at Debbie then. 5'2" tall, small breasts in the 32 to 34 A cup range, tiny mid-section, broad hips, slender legs with a cute bordering on beautiful face, Debbie was an attractive woman in her own rights.
"I don't know. I don't want everybody at the realty company to know our personal lives. I take it Mark has caved in the divorce so that Judy's name hasn't come out."
"I promise I can keep my mouth shut. Please take me home with you and let me be part of her punishment. Yes, Mark's letting his wife have everything she's asked for in the divorce. I think Larry Johnson the president and owner of the realty company has something to do with it."
"I won't take you home, but you can follow me if you truly want to do this." I told Debbie before I leaned down to whisper in her ear. "You've heard how I'm punishing the woman I love so imagine what I'd do to someone who lied to me that I don't love." I saw a glint of fear in Debbie's eyes before she smiled and nodded her head yes.
I left the bar and went to my car, looking back once to see if Debbie was following me. She was about twenty feet behind me and pointed in the direction of her car. I waited in mine till I saw her pull out and pulled in front of her.
When we got to my house, I motioned her around me and let her pull her car into our garage; parking mine behind the door that Judy's car was behind. I entered the garage and helped Debbie out of her car. I led her into our house, slapping the garage door closer with my hand as I past it. I took Debbie to mine and Judy's bedroom and heard a sharp intake of breath from Judy when she recognized the woman with me.
I turned Debbie so I could see Judy from the corner of my eye when I wanted to and began kissing Debbie passionately. I saw one tear slide down Judy's cheek when Debbie began to moan from my kissing and caressing her. I undressed Debbie and lifted her onto our bed where I began to lick and suck on her breasts as I fingered her wet sex.
I heard Judy softly sobbing in the chair behind me, but didn't stop in my arousal of Debbie. I scooted down on the bed and got between Debbie's legs so I could lick her slit. I licked at her outer and inner labia until she began to squirm before moving to her clit. I lashed her clit with my tongue from side to side and Debbie came after only five minutes of my licking her clit. I stood removed my pants and began to put a condom on my erect penis.
"NO! Please don't use that! I swear I'm clean and I want to feel your cock in me bare! I'm on the pill so you don't have to worry about that!"
I hated condoms anyway so I did as Debbie asked and got between her legs. I began to ease my cock into her and realized that she was very tight, almost as tight as Judy's ass.
"Do I need to use some lube, Debbie?"
"No, just go slow and easy at first. Yours is thicker than any cock I've had before, but I want to feel you and only you."
I began to stroke in and out of the portion of her snatch my dick was already in and after five minutes was able to bury my whole length into her. I pumped in and out of her gently until I felt her open up completely. I rose up on my arms and began to fuck her harder and faster.
Debbie came after ten minutes of my fucking her like that and I picked up the pace again. I wasn't slamming her like I did Judy, but I was going as fast as I could without giving her my cock with as much force as I fucked Judy with. Debbie came again when my cock began to pulse inside her from my own climax. I looked over my shoulder at Judy and saw that familiar look she had begun to get when she was extremely turned on. I leaned down to whisper into Debbie's ear.
"Are you okay with Judy eating my come out of your pussy? If not, tell me and I won't tell her to."
"Oh God, yes, I'm okay with it. You really do want to punish her."
"I think the punishing stage has passed. I think she's so turned on right now, she'd do anything I say."
I got off the bed and turned to Judy. "Okay slut, suck my come from her pussy and make her come with your mouth. Do a good job and I'll reward you with my dick."
Judy didn't hesitate and rushed to the bed where she got between Debbie's legs and began licking and sucking our combined juices up from Debbie's thighs where they had leaked out. She then began licking and sucking at Debbie's hot and extremely wet sex.
I went to the chair and found a bottle of water beside it which I drank down in two gulps. I watched my beautiful wife as she ate Debbie's pussy like a pro and knew that it wasn't the first one she'd eaten. I began to think it was time for me to find out more about the past of the woman I had married.
When I saw and heard Debbie cum, I went back to the bed, lifted Judy up onto her knees and plunged my rejuvenated erection into her hot, wet cunt. I hammered her from the start and felt her come after only five minutes. I continued to slam her pussy and gave her two more before I loosed my second ejaculation of the night into her depths. Judy had went back to licking at Debbie's pussy after her first orgasm and Debbie came again seconds after I did. The three of us lay on each other struggling for breath. When we had recovered enough to move, I motioned for Judy to lie down beside Debbie and I wiggled in between them.
"Debbie, do you want to stay the rest of the night?" I asked her.
"If Judy's okay with it."
"Judy doesn't have a say in it. I'm asking, not my slut. Do you want to stay?"
"Yes, I'd love to stay. The gossip around the company is true about you."
"What gossip is that?"
"The rumor that you must be one hell of a lover to have such a beautiful wife with your looks. No offense, but you're not in her league."
"You're wrong. I'm the one not in his league. Don't you ever insult my man like that again." Judy bellowed out at Debbie before I could say anything.
"Ladies, ladies. No fighting. I'm finally okay with who I am. Looks aren't everything. Now, let's all just lay here and enjoy the rest of the evening."
I cuddled with both the women in my bed, trying to pay each the same amount of attention. When Mother Nature called, I looked at them both and asked if they could control themselves while I went to relieve myself. They both shook their heads yes, sheepishly. I went to the rest room and stood there thinking while I urinated.
"That little idea for punishment didn't work too well, did it? After the first bit from the shock of who it was; Judy got turned on instead of being hurt. And making her eat my creampie from Debbie's pussy was more of a reward than a punishment. I don't think I can think of a way to really punish her short of leaving her and I can't do that. Yes, she hurt me; but I still love her, damn it! I know one thing though, I love using her like the slut she is and I'm not going to stop."
I went back toward our bedroom but stopped inside the bathroom door when I heard moaning coming from our bed. I knew it wasn't Judy because after eight years together, I knew every little sound she made during sex. I peeked around the door and saw Judy between Debbie's legs licking her pussy. I stood and watched as Judy gave Debbie another orgasm using her mouth. My cock, which I had figured was done for the night, sprang up to full hardness at the sound of Debbie cumming.
I walked to the bed, motioned for Judy to move, urged Debbie over onto her belly, and pulled her up onto all fours. I eased my hardened shaft into her opening from behind and began fucking her with long gentle strokes. When she began pushing back onto my dick harder and faster than I was pushing into her, I began to fuck her harder and faster. We came within seconds of each other and lay against each other while we tried to recover. After about five minutes, I had enough wind to speak.
"Go bring us all some water from the kitchen, slut. You'll have to wait until tomorrow for your own release. I know you got turned on watching me fuck Debbie again, but I'm done for the night."
I saw the disappointment on her face as Judy rose from the floor beside the bed where she had been kneeling while she watched me and Debbie. She hurried out of our bedroom and down the stairs to the kitchen. She came back with three waters and hesitated for a second when she saw me cuddling with Debbie while I kissed her tenderly. Debbie and I separated and I took my water from Judy. I finished it in three gulps this time and motioned for Judy to come to me. I kissed her with the same tenderness as I had Debbie earlier.
"Is everyone ready to go to sleep, now?" I asked the two beautiful women beside me in our bed.
"Yes, I am." Debbie answered me. Judy shook her head yes with a sad look on her face. I knew she wanted another cum from me or Debbie, but from what I'd seen from Debbie, she wasn't inclined to give another woman pleasure and I was too tired to do it. I thought to myself that this might be the way to punish Judy, refuse her pleasure when she desperately wanted it. I asked Judy to turn the overhead light off and lay on my back allowing Debbie and Judy to lay on me in which ever manner they wanted to. Debbie lay against me with her head on my chest and Judy lay against me with her head on my shoulder. I turned my head to Judy and gave her another tender kiss before drifting off to sleep.
I awoke the next morning with my normal morning erection. I tried to wiggle out from between Debbie and Judy without awakening them, but didn't succeed.
"I gotta pee. Why don't the two of you fix us some breakfast? I'll see you all in the kitchen."
I went to the restroom and relieved myself before washing up a little. I pulled on my robe and went downstairs. Both women were naked except for aprons as they worked together surprisingly well while preparing our breakfast. We ate in silence, but with shy smiles from Debbie and big grins from Judy occasionally being shown.
"Debbie, I enjoyed last night, but I'd like to spend today with my lovely wife. I hope that you're not upset by that."
"No, I understand. I enjoyed last night too and hopefully we can do it again."
"I'd like that and I'm sure we can do it again in the near future."
Debbie went to our bedroom and dressed. I was standing at the connecting door to the garage when she came back downstairs.
"Remember what I said last night. Not a word about what happened here had better get out at the realty company. I will hurt you if it does."
"Don't worry, Brock. I won't tell a soul, I promise. I wasn't kidding about doing it again and blabbing it all over town wouldn't be a good way for that to happen."
I watched as Debbie drove away from our house. If the neighbors asked, she was a friend who needed a place to stay for a night while her boyfriend cooled down from her spending too much money. I went back to the kitchen and watched as Judy finished cleaning up the counter and stove before starting the dish washer. I held out my hand to her and led her to our bedroom. I sat her in the chair and sat on the bed across from her.
"I love you, Judy. You know why I did what I did last night, right?"
"Yes Brock, you wanted me to feel the same pain you felt when I called out Mark's name. In the beginning it did hurt, but watching you make Debbie cum while eating her pussy and then you fucking her turned me on so much, the hurt went away. I truly am a slut, aren't I?"
"Yes. Yes you are, but you're my slut and nobody else's. Watching you eat Debbie's pussy turned me on too. I know her's wasn't the first one you've eaten either.
I did not want to know the details of your past before, but I've got to know now. Are you too big of a slut that my cock won't be enough to satisfy you? We'll have to divorce if you are. The thought of another man's cock in your body makes me sick to my stomach and I know I won't be able to stand seeing it. I love you and I'll allow you to play with other women as long as I'm with you, but I won't allow you to be with another man. Are you okay with that?"
"Brock, I love you more now than I ever have. Yours is the only cock I need or will ever need. Debbie wasn't the first woman I've eaten out. When I was nineteen, I had threesomes with men and women, foursomes with my boyfriend at the time with other couples, and three or four gang bangs where I was the only girl.
"I was a total slut and it almost killed me. Brock, I'll swear to you every day if you need me to, I'll never hurt you again. I'm your slut and I'll do anything you tell me to do short of killing someone."
"I believe you Judy, but if you hurt me again, I will kill you and that's my promise to you. Now, I want to make love to the most beautiful woman I know, so join me on the bed."
I made love to Judy for most of the rest of the day, reassuring her of my love for her numerous times. I took her out to the best Italian restaurant in town for dinner and we ended the evening cuddled up on the bear skin rug I'd found in an old country store not far from the little community she'd grown up in.
I had stopped there to get a cold drink and a pack of peanut butter crackers while taking the scenic route back from the big city seventy five miles from our home. We both dozed off there in each other's arms and slept surprisingly well up into the wee hours of the morning. I carried her to our bed where we finished sleeping through the night.
Larry Johnson the president of the realty company had tried to fire Judy when he received the lawsuit I'd filed against the company. My lawyer called and played him the portion of the tape where Mark Coleman had told Judy that Larry himself had told him not to worry about the no personal relationship between personnel clause in the company rule book.
My lawyer threatened to amend the lawsuit adding Larry as a defendant and going after another 1% of his sales. Judy stayed with the company and became one of their top sales people. The company agreed to pay me $200,000.00, half of a percent of all sales, and all my lawyer's fees. After the second month of receiving our share of all sales made by the company, I realized that we would have more than enough to live on so I quit my job and started farming full time.
Mark Coleman was mugged while leaving a club alone one Friday night a month after his divorce was final. He received a concussion from the blow to the back of his head, a broken left arm, and a broken right leg. His money and car were stolen and the car was never recovered.
His user ID and password for his on-line banking account were in his wallet and all his money was donated to the United Way from a computer in the public library the next day. His brother had to move him back to his home town to recuperate because he had no one and no money to hire someone to care for him in the town the realty company was in. He went to work for a realty company in his hometown when he was back on his feet and never returned.
His ex-wife was enjoying the freedom of being single by having sex with different men at least four nights a week. The mugger was never caught.
It had been a year since Judy had inadvertently blurted out another man's name during one of our sex sessions and my attempts to punish her had backfired. She truly was a slut and they had only excited her more instead of causing her pain. We had three more encounters with Debbie in our home with very good outcomes for all three of us, but Debbie met a young man she began dating exclusively then got engaged to so our sexual relationship with her ended. I still loved my beautiful wife, but the dark side of my personality had enjoyed the three way sex and wanted more of it so I decided to give in and feed that side of me.
"Judy, get dressed in your sexiest outfit, we're going out tonight." I told her when she got home one Friday night.
I followed her and smiled as she undressed outside of our bedroom before entering it. I hurried to her and turned her to face me.
"We're going to dinner then I'm going dancing while you watch from our table. You'll not dance with anyone but me; I don't care how long I ignore you. You're in slut mode right now, so no argument. I hope to persuade a woman to come home with us and you'll watch me fuck her before you get to play, understand?"
"Yes Brock, whatever you say. I love you and love being your slut."
"Yeah, I know you do and I love you for being my slut. Now hurry up and get cleaned up so we can go out."
We went to the best seafood restaurant in town and ate a light meal of grilled fish and steamed vegetables. Judy was radiant in her slinky black dress and I was happier than I had been in months. I had finally become secure enough that I could relax without fear that she'd ever leave me for another man. Maybe if I'd started treating her like the slut she was before she'd never cheated on me to begin with.
We went to a new club that had opened in town. The valet that opened Judy's door stood in bewilderment when she refused to let him help her from the car. I couldn't help but smile my biggest smile as I helped her out of the car.
The bouncer at the door took one look at Judy and let us go right on in past all the people who were standing in line hoping to get in. I continued to smile with my arm around the most beautiful woman in the club. I spotted an empty table and directed Judy that way. I ordered two club sodas for us and Judy only nodded when the waitress asked her if that was all she wanted. When the fast beat song that had been playing was replaced by a slow couples song, I led her to the dance floor and held her tight. I heard her sigh of contentment as we danced close together.
"Do you see a woman that might go along with my plan this evening, my love?"
"Yes darling, Joyce Hastings is at a table almost directly across from ours. I know she's bi and has hinted to me in the past she'd like to have sex with me."
"Is she real butch or a beautiful babe?"
"She's very pretty and not butch at all."
"Okay, I'm going to try and get her to dance with me. What does she look like?"
"She has red hair and is wearing a black dress similar to mine. She is with two other women, a blonde and a brunette."
"No accepting drinks from men or women and no dancing with anybody but me."
"Yes sir. I love you. I'm already wet thinking about us with her."
"It might not happen, but I promise to wear my pussy out tonight if it doesn't. Now go back to our table and wait for me, my big slut. You're too much of a slut to call you my little slut anymore."
I let Judy go and swatted her on her ass as she sashayed back to our table. I watched as she rebuffed two men who tried to engage her in dancing with them before she made it to our table. I turned and looked at the table she had indicated and saw the three women there. They were all very beautiful and as I walked toward them watched as they shot down three pretty boys who came onto them. The men were gone by the time I reached their table and I walked right up to Joyce.
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This introduction story is based on true events. All the characters mentioned are above the age of 18. For personal reasons, the names of the characters have been changed. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The writer does not believe in any kind of discrimination or disrespect towards women. The story has been written for sexual satisfaction and should be held in the same regard. “Aah!” Nandini moaned as my thick member entered her...
IncestThis introduction story is based on true events. All the characters mentioned are above the age of 18. For personal reasons, the names of the characters have been changed. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The writer does not believe in any kind of discrimination or disrespect towards women. The story has been written for sexual satisfaction and should be held in the same regard. “Aah!” Nandini moaned as my thick member entered her...
IncestSant Ghoshal-Anand Goswami ‘pahunche huye’ siddh purush ya mahatma hn.Sundar Van ke ghane jungle me Aadiwasi basti se sata unka ‘Slddhashram’ h.swami ji vese to Raam Bhakti ki rasik shakha Sakhi Sampraday ke bhakt hn lekin vo Shiv Bhagvan ke nagn rup ke upasak bhi hn.Isi liye unke Ashram me ghuste hi ek sundar Shiva Ling sthaapit milta h. kaha jata h ki yeh ”Swaymbhu Lingam” h, arthat iska nirman kisi kaarigar ne nahin kiya, ye to uska apne aap bana prakritik rup h.ye nitya ling h. Swami ji ke...
Mandy's sickest stories - Mandy reloadedAuthor: SickoChickMandyAuthor's email: mandydarkfantasies [at] gmail [dot] comTags: F/f, torture, snuff, feet, nc, cannibalismProofread by EmmaPNote, that English is not my native language, so my writing will surely have many grammatical and syntax errors just as improper usage of expressions. I can only hope someone will still find it exciting. Be aware, this is graphic, brutal and extreme. I read it after writing and scared of myself.DisclaimerThis...
Andrew Running (part 1 of Andrea's Stand) Chapter 1: Running I called my Aunt Clara from the bus station. She didn't seem that surprised to hear from me and when I explained why I was there she told me to walk a couple of blocks to the local diner and get myself a cup of coffee. She'd pick me up in about half an hour. I sat and sipped chocolate milk and tried to eat a pastry while I glanced nervously out of the window waiting for my father to show up and force me into his...
by Millie Dynamite Jaden and I meet a few weeks after he transferred to the Naval base just outside of town. I sat on a bar stool sipping my Pappy Van Winkle when this tall African-American man in full dress uniform sat next to me. He whore captain’s bars. He possessed an air of authority. I nodded to him when perched on the next stool. He returned my nod with his own acknowledgment, in a deep voice he said, “Yo.” He spoke without looking at me. “I’ll have bourbon, make it a shot of Evan...
This is a story about seduction and transformation that’s written about a real-life sissy named Brandon Hippel, Brandon’s a cute little limp-wristed sissy-faggot from Abington Pennsylvania that loves to be humiliated and exposed online. She loves feminization, crossdressing, being exposed online, humiliation, anal play, degradation, being captioned, taking pictures, and talking to new people, so feel free to contact her through these various social media; Her kik is; HumiliationSlut2Her email...
Armand Wilson sat in his home office/study sighing. From the office, things had looked pretty good; business was on track, and Sharon appeared to be handling her new situation well. But in the car on the way home, Armand began getting bad vibes, and when he arrived at his mansion, things were even worse. Everyone on staff was walking around as if on eggshells. It took Armand about twenty minutes' worth of snooping, but the situation resolved itself -- the Hernandez' quarters were an armed...
by Oediplex 8==3~ The sweetest mom discovers her boy is both convenient and delightful. [She also recounts when her dad fucked her at nineteen!] Like the name of Madame DeVille's moniker, Cruella, some names fit the personality they are bestowed upon. Disney came up with that evil woman's apropos handle. My mother's folks named their only child, a daughter, Candy. This was shortly before the infamous 1968 movie was out. Though there were aspects of mom that paralleled the...
Well, now it's time for school. Candace and I go to a small high school, not private, but because we are so rich, it is not exactly public either. The students have been screened by my fathers' security teams; they are all exceptionally bright, well mannered, not prone to causing trouble, and to add ice cream to the pie, all are very good looking. There are 40 students, 20 boys and 20 girls. When the school was larger it had state champion quality teams in boys basketball, girls volleyball...
This is a story about a sexual FANTASY written for consenting adults. If you're not both of those, don't read it. Characters in a FANTASY don't get sick or die unless I want them to. In real life, people who don't use condoms and other safe-sex techniques do get sick and die. You don't live in a FANTASY so be safe. The fictional characters in my stories are trained and experienced in acts of FANTASY - don't try to do what they do - someone could get hurt. If you think you know somebody...
Dear sexstory friends, this is Rajesh presently working in Bangalore in an MNC and I would like to share my past experiences with you people. I am a 38 years old horny man with a slightly big cock of 8 inches and satisfied many girls and Aunties from past 20 years. Any unsatisfied girls, Ladies and widows can feel free to chat with me on The incident happened when I was 18 years old and studying PUC in Bangalore, when a new Malayali neighbours occupied the vacant house next to our home. They...
(MMF, wife sharing) At the time I write this story Andrea, (My wife) is 36 years old, and quite a knockout. She's always been into bodybuilding and has been a runner since she was a k**. With all of the attention that she has given herself, it really shows. At her age she still has a hard body, and a deep rich "California Girl" tan. Her chestnut hair is beautiful. And her dark brown eyes seem to see right through me sometimes. My Andrea is a beautiful "self made" woman that any man would be...
Nandhini Chechi fed me her excess breast milk and surrendered her pussy to my 8” cock.Dear friends, this is Rajesh presently working in Bangalore in an MNC and I would like to share my past experiences with you people. I am a 38 years old horny man with a slightly big cock of 8 inches and satisfied many girls and Aunties from past 20 years. Any unsatisfied girls, Ladies and widows can feel free to chat with me on [email protected] The incident happened when I was 18...
Disclaimer: This chapter, like all chapters of the Brandee series is intended for adults only. Additionally, no part of this story may be reproduced without the permission of the author. Becoming Brandee Chapter Fourteen: It was almost a year since I had been transformed from smart independent CD girl, Jenni, into sweet dumb and adorable bimbo, Brandee. It was also Halloween and the final evening performance of my promotional tour being staged back where it all started, the...
Andee felt a little reluctant as she stared at the calendar hanging on her kitchen wall. Scribbled in among her children’s sports and music lessons were the pending dates of her fall travel schedule again. At one time, she loved the idea of jetting off for a few days every month to another distant location for business, easily slipping into her professional role as a career woman on the move; but this time around, she felt a little hesitant.Of course, a big part of her reluctance was a direct...
Wife LoversAndee felt a little reluctant as she stared at the calendar hanging on her kitchen wall. Scribbled in among her children’s sports and music lessons were the pending dates of her fall travel schedule again. At one time, she loved the idea of jetting off for a few days every month to another distant location for business, easily slipping into her professional role as a career woman on the move; but this time around, she felt a little hesitant.Of course, a big part of her reluctance was a direct...
Wife LoversThere weren’t many people in Andee’s day-to-day life that knew about her naughty little secret. Even though she had been posing on an adult website for over twelve years, she had managed to keep it under wraps for the most part; and the people to whom she did disclose the information fell into two categories: intimate friends and persons of seductive interest.Her good friend Bella – a wild one in her own right – was someone Andee had entrusted with the knowledge. In fact, Bella had often played...
Wife LoversThere weren’t many people in Andee’s day-to-day life that knew about her naughty little secret. Even though she had been posing on an adult website for over twelve years, she had managed to keep it under wraps for the most part; and the people to whom she did disclose the information fell into two categories: intimate friends and persons of seductive interest.Her good friend Bella – a wild one in her own right – was someone Andee had entrusted with the knowledge. In fact, Bella had often played...
Wife LoversAndee carefully removed the letter from the envelope. She had just come home from work to find it placed on her pillow, plainly marked "Just For You." She knew it was from her husband, as he had departed on his business trip earlier that day. And, as he often did, he had some scheme cooked up to add a little excitement to her life. This time the plan was for her to travel to meet him at the end of his trip in Las Vegas. He was attending a trade show and managed to get an extra flight. What she...
Wife LoversI had just finished my first year of college and my mom and dad insisted that I go with them on a quick summer trip to visit one of mom’s old college buddies in Austin, Texas. Normally, I don’t mind such gatherings, but for some reason or another, Austin just didn’t appeal to me. I had been there many years before and didn’t find the city attractive. When we arrived, there were the customary hugs and greetings- since our family is Hispanic. (You have to love a culture that embraces hugging!) I...
First TimeAndee settled in for another flight. Her new job had been taking her all over the place the past few months, but the light was almost at the end of the tunnel. This trip to Las Vegas would be the last for the year. The other bonus is that she only had to spend a couple days on her own, as her husband had managed to make some changes to his own plans and would meet her for a bit of an extended weekend. The last time they had been together in Sin City, things had been … interesting. It was a...
Andee smiled as she read the text message on her phone. Before breakfast, she had sent a somewhat vague note to her friend from the night before about wanting to try Roulette again, wondering if he might interpret the suggested sexual undertones – especially after the enthusiastic round of sex from the night before. She thought for a moment, wondering just how acquainted she wanted to get with Connor. It seemed her “one-night stands” in her sexual adventure were more like weekend-long affairs,...
Wife LoversAndee settled in for another flight. Her new job had been taking her all over the place the past few months, but the light was almost at the end of the tunnel. This trip to Las Vegas would be the last for the year. The other bonus is that she only had to spend a couple days on her own, as her husband had managed to make some changes to his own plans and would meet her for a bit of an extended weekend. The last time they had been together in Sin City, things had been ... interesting. It was a...
Wife LoversAndee held her coffee in both hands as she sipped on it. Thecombination of her hangover, sexual exhaustion and lack of sleep, left her struggling to bring her mind around to some sort of clarity. Her hands were a little shaky as she stared blankly at the cup. “I’m not too sure about all the details,” she mumbled across the table at her smiling husband. He seemed to be enjoying the whole thing a bit too much and had been pressing her for some information about her encounter. She hadn’t yet...
Andee held her coffee in both hands as she sipped on it. Thecombination of her hangover, sexual exhaustion and lack of sleep, left her struggling to bring her mind around to some sort of clarity. Her hands were a little shaky as she stared blankly at the cup. “I’m not too sure about all the details,” she mumbled across the table at her smiling husband. He seemed to be enjoying the whole thing a bit too much and had been pressing her for some information about her encounter. She hadn’t yet...
Wife LoversMs Nandhini – My School TeacherBy KINGPHANTOMEmail: [email protected] 2Lesson – 1 – How to MasturbateThe morning after I Dry Humped our new class teacher’s ass on our school bus. I woke up hearing my older sister Nithya chechi (Starring “Nithya Menon”) calling out my name. “Shyam you idiot, come on get up. You are late for school. I am gonna tell mom, you better get up.” She shouted at me. It’s a curse to share a room with your older sister. She wants to decide on everything that’s...
Andee edged her way through the crowd surrounding the luggage belt. She was happy to finally be off the plane after the three hour flight from Toronto, but still had some peculiar emotions about being in Houston. Ever since her encounter with Don back at the conference in Chicago she had been maintaining a casual connection with him, mostly on a professional level. When she received his invitation to come to Texas for a few days to explore first hand some of the research developments his...
Wife LoversBecoming Brandee Chapter Eight: Sitting at my vanity I carefully outlined my lips. Then I pulled out a tube of china pink lipstick and coated them. My refection pleased me so much. Finally, I coated my pretty colored lips with two coats of shiny sticky lip gloss. I winked at Richard reflected in my mirror who was watching me get ready for work. I then stood up to face him in my freshly ironed cocktail waitress uniform. Today I would be wearing my pink uniform. I loved wearing...
Andee woke to the sound of the shower running. Looking at the digital clock beside the bed she saw that it was just after 6:00 a.m. As she sat up in the bed, she was trying to shake out the cobwebs and jetlag in her head when the realization of what had gone on the night before became obvious. She was naked but couldn’t exactly remember at what point during the night her lingerie had come off. She rolled out of the bed, made her way to the closet and pulled on a t-shirt from her suitcase. She...
Wife LoversThe whole matter began shortly after Andee’s 38th birthday. She had made one of the biggest decisions of her life and cropped her long brown hair into a cute “pixie” cut. It was a drastic change in her mind, and not long after she began to feel that she wasn’t being “noticed” as much as she had been when her hair was long. “Men prefer long hair,” she complained to her husband one night, not long after she made the dramatic transformation. But despite his constant reassurances, she still felt...
Wife LoversIt had been a long time in coming. Andee wasn’t sure if having to “pay up” for losing a friendly bet with her co-worker was just a passing joke in the hallway, or if he was serious about collecting on it. As a thirty-eight year old mom of two very active boys and career woman, she enjoyed a bit of adventure in her life and this was the second time in a year she had found herself confronted with a sexual complication with her friend. Without question, Andee had been a shameless flirt with Paul,...
Wife LoversBecoming Brandee Chapter Seven Today may be one of the most important days of my new bimbo life. I go for my job interview today. I am so nervous. I so want to get this job. Lisa seems to think I am a shoe in. But I am nervous. I so want this job. It means a lot to me and I think it will mean a lot to Richard and I know it will help continue to rein....reinfer...re...make me more comfortable as a bimbo girl happy in her role.To support me, Lisa came over and we went through my...
Disclaimer: This chapter, like all chapters of the Becoming Brandee series are intended for adult readers only. Reproduction in any form may not be done without permission of the author. Becoming Brandee, Chapter Eleven: Julie and I crawled into bed together spent as Richard retired to his room. However, just before heading up to bed, Benjamin and I shared a private moment at the door before he headed back to his home. He kissed me tenderly and told me that he'd like to see me...
We woke up mid morning the next day. I rang down to the servants house and asked that breakfast be served in about an hour. I hustled Candace into the shower, telling Candy that we couldn't play; I had a big day planned for us. And that of course set off a round of what? and why won't you tell me, and I don't care if it's a surprise, which finally ended with several swats to the ass cheeks and a gesture towards the shower. Point made, game, set, match; for now anyway. I went through...
Disclaimer: Like all chapters of the Brandee series, this one is inteded for adult readers only. Becoming Brandee, Chapter Twelve I am now in my fourth month of my tour of gentleman's clubs and adult bookstores and I am really enjoying myself. Julie came out a few weekends ago and had such a fun time watching me in my glory. She says she is going to finish up her Doctorial work sooner than expected and that we might get some more time together. I would really enjoy that as I...
“We’re here!” Grandma cried as she and Grandpa came through the front door with their suitcases. “Grandma!” the children shouted as quickly the five of them surrounded their Grandparents. Grandma and Grandpa hugged them all – letting their hands grab the firm young asses of their grandchildren. Grandma took special care to press her massive bosom against their chests feeling her nipples harden as she did. Grandpa’s large pecker had been hard since...
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Disclaimer: Like all chapters in the Brandee series, this one is also intended for adults only. And, like all other chapters, no part of this story may be reproduced without permission of the author. Enjoy. Becoming Brandee Chapter Thirteen: I think I was telling you all about my publicity and promotional tour before getting side-tracked by hygiene issues in the last chapter. Let me fill you in on a few of my adventures with some fascinating audience members who've won the "Win...
Flashback - 11 months earlier (Author's notes - the intro takes place 'right after' Andersonville 6) There were fifteen men and women crowded into the small conference area. As Colonel Myers surveyed the room, he noticed most of them, the programmers anyway, were about half his age. Barry shook his head; he was getting old. His goal was to make general before he retired, and the Andersonville project had seemed like the best way to increase his chances. The problem was, he had...
Disclaimer. This chapter, like all chapters of the Becoming Brandee strory, are intended for adult readers only Becoming Brandee Chapter Ten: Now this was totally unexpected. I had initially thought that my wife Julie and I were both to be dates for Richard and suddenly I become very aware that only my wife is Richard's date for the evening. And, once I open the front door, I will be meeting my very own date. "You look divine, Brandee," said my wife encouragingly, "Now make...
Andee folded down the top of her suitcase and zipped it shut. In a few hours she would be back in Canada, back with her husband – and after the past couple days – back on her back as she shared her experiences in Houston with the man waiting at home. She looked at Don propped up against the edge of the desk, hands stuffed into his jeans as her thoughts turned to the fun she had enjoyed on this trip. She could see the disappointment in his face as he knew their time together had come to an end....
Andee folded down the top of her suitcase and zipped it shut. In a few hours she would be back in Canada, back with her husband – and after the past couple days – back on her back as she shared her experiences in Houston with the man waiting at home. She looked at Don propped up against the edge of the desk, hands stuffed into his jeans as her thoughts turned to the fun she had enjoyed on this trip. She could see the disappointment in his face as he knew their time together had come to an end....
Wife LoversWhen we returned home I took Candace to my bedroom, laid her on her back on my bed, and tied her hands and ankles to the head and foot boards of the bed. I kissed her lightly on her lips, then began to kiss and nibble on her cheeks, eyelids, forehead, around to her ears and her neck. Her body was stock still but her breathing was quick and shallow. When I got to the front of her neck I began to work my way down the front of her body. I grabbed the scissors I left on the bed table and cut her...
Becoming Brandee Chapter one: My wife, Julie, peered into the office where I was sitting at one of computer desks typing an IM to a new friend I had recently met on the internet. "Is this the man you have been telling me about?" "It is him, honey. As I've told you he is very different than most of the others I have chatted with online and I find myself really liking him and the way he thinks." She smiled back, "A girl does need a good man to share some of...
Becoming Brandee Chapter Two: Pulling up to his condo I realized that Richard was very well off. He lived in a very exclusive part of the city and his home furnishings matched his stature and good grooming. Looking around I felt like I just had to become his maid as well as girlfriend and make sure this wonderful man had me to look after him as a sweet girl would desire to do for a man who took good care of her. I squealed with delight when he showed me my own room. It couldn't...
It was still early on Sunday night and I had the urge to talk to Marcie. She was comically critical of my commitment to get Smyth laid. "What made you volunteer for such an enormous feat, Sammy?" "I don't know." I did know, but I wasn't ready to admit to Marcie that I had heard Shirley tell me to turn the tables on Smyth for spying on me and my guests. "How do you plan to carry it out?" "I don't know." I really didn't know, but my sub-conscience was working on a plan. "Who...
I put the razor to my face, sliding it over the remaining patches of beard that had grown over the winter. This New Year’s Eve I wanted to look smart for the ladies at the party I was going. I have been going out with Shalini for some time, but I was getting tired of her. I even let Ayan (a dear friend of mine) fuck her brains out in a threesome with me. We fucked both her holes all night long till she could not scream or fight anymore. She couldn’t walk for days after that and stopped speaking...
Andersonville 5 - The Guilty Soul by Kelly Davidson This story is dedicated to all the TG writers out there, who make the days easier to deal with by posting new stories to read each day. Fade in... The sun wasn't even peeking over the hills when the alarm started going off. I hit the snooze button several times but eventually realized I was going to have to get out of bed and get ready for work. I stir slightly, stretching my legs and arms in a poor attempt to wake up. Then...
Hello friends. This is Neville from Chennai. A couple of years back I posted one of my real stories on this site. I was caught in a police raid in a brothel and was rescued by the wife of my friend, Mohini. Today I and Mohini have been having love sessions as and when needed. I got a call from Mohini that her friend Nandita is in town to attend someone’s wedding. She would be coming to her house on Friday evening as she has a flight back to Toronto on Sunday. Nandita has insisted that she meet...