Haitian Love Stories Ch. 06

*** Disclaimer *** The following story is a work of fiction. It contains themes of cheating, cuckoldry, voyeurism, exhibitionism and NTR. If this isn't the fetish for you, don't waste your time flooding my inbox with hate mail-- it'll only make me want to write and post MORE cuck stuff (unless, of course, that's your goal...) Otherwise, I love hearing from fans, and welcome any suggestions, thoughts, criticisms, or fantasy ideas. Enjoy! *** CUCKED IN THE TROPICS Ch. 07 *** By the time Callie returned to the hotel room, it was almost dark. She was a sweaty mess. The shirt she'd worn for the hike-- the ill-fitting one from her school, decorated with all the signatures of her former students-- was crusted with Andre's spunk (even after her feverish attempts to wash it in the spring next to where they'd made love. She and Andre had had sex three times during that hike. Once after the jaguar attack, once at the waterfall, and once on the walk back, just before

Friday The next morning I woke up to an empty bed. It took me a moment to get my bearings. This bed was wider than mine, had too many pillows, the blanket was the wrong colour and the mattress was definitely far too soft. An initial moment of panic was followed by Cindy coming out of the bathroom drying her hair - otherwise completely bare to the world. That threw me for another complete loop, making me achingly aware of my morning glory, but also reminded me of where I was. "Morn-yawn-ing" I managed blearily. "Good morning sleepy head," Cindy replied, sounding hurried. "I'm sorry, I've got to run, I'll be late for my lecture as it is..." Distractedly she threw on a blouse, skirt and a jacket, leaned over the bed and gave me a mouth-watering kiss. "The keys are on the table there," she said pointing, "I'll see you in the library then." And with that she was gone out the door. I got up slowly, took a shower - using Cind

Dan's son brought home a ticket received for running a stop sign on his bicycle. It was outrageous, to receive such a ticket on a neighborhood street. The traffic was typically slow and light. It was safe enough for a bicycle. This reminded him of the time as a boy on a bicycle he also had been stopped, and spanked for riding without hands and shouting names at an officer. He was spanked right in front of neighbors. He looked for the name of the officer on the ticket. It was Hussein Miller. As an officer himself Dan decided he would handle this in civil court if necessary, and try to get it dismissed. Later in the week Dan's wife was ticketed for running a yellow light. Dan discovered it was the same officer who wrote the ticket. Then his nephew from a neighboring suburb called for advice concerning a ticket for failure to yield. No other vehicle was even close. The ticket was written by the same officer. Dan noticed the parking lot at the court building was abnormally full.

I absolutely LOVE being naked whether it is amongst friends, strangers, or alone. I LOVE being nude with males, females, or mixed company whether everyone is naked, some are naked and some clothed, or I am the only one naked in a clothed group gathering. It wasn't always this way. This is the origins story of how it all began. I remember a time shortly after my nineteenth birthday, when my parents' best friends stopped by for a surprise visit, bringing along there two daughters. Their oldest daughter was my age and their youngest daughter had just turned eighteen. I was in the shower when they arrived and I heard the doorbell. I was just finishing up in the bathroom, when my curiousity got the better of me. I dried off and left the bathroom naked (I seldom wore anything to and from the bathroom and bedroom and my parents knew that I began to sleep naked) and walked halfway down the hall toward the living room to see who was there. I was surprised to see both Heather and Wendy

Included kinks: Futanari, hourglass, chubby, teenagers, threesome, size praise, big breasts, big ass, dick growth, hyper sizes, cum inflation, oral, bulge All characters are entirely fictional and all above the age of 18! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "I... think you are," Akari gasped in an almost hypnotized state. "HOLY SHIT YOU ARE FUCKING HUGE, APRIL!" Lizzy blurted out instead. A fitting analogy for the two to summarised them in one second of untamed arousal April thought. Two ways of making their inner slut known to the world: Keep it at bay until she was ready to be unleashed in full force or embrace her right away. Neither of their responses surprised April in the slightest, yet she somehow enjoyed the praise more than she expected. She proudly clenched her kegels and made her tool bounce even harder within the restraints of her stretched pants. Her han