[One Shot] Luis

Ken was busying himself in the kitchen as he was in the middle of cooking lunch for not only himself but also his wife and one of his old school days friend that he had helped by letting him stay at his home while he looks for a job and a place to stay. It was only recently about a month ago when he was sitting in his living room reading a book together with his wife May when he heard his front doorbell ringing. Only for him to open it up and saw Luis standing there with a duffle bag over his shoulder, the last time he had seen him was years ago when they bumped into each other at Walmart.

He had heard from Luis how after he had joined a gang after school and was pretty high up in the order of it by then when they had met each other again at Walmart. He never saw him again after that co-incidental meeting, only next to see his face appearing in the newspapers about him being sent to prison on some charges for several years. Ken was pretty sure he still had some time to go left but Luis told him he was let out early for good behaviour. He had no where to go after getting out and had recalled Ken mentioning to him the neighbourhood he lived in when they last saw each other, so he thought to come here to ask for a little help while he gets himself back on his feet.

Ch 2 – The Tribe

As the 5 of them followed behind the group of 6 males of the tribe back to their village, the group were taking in the sights around them and marvelling at the totems and other such tribal items they were now starting to see more and more around them as they neared the village. Already along the edges of the village they could see the various tribal people going about their daily tasks, some washing things along the small river that ran alongside their village, others like the children playing around, several standing about talking with each other and many other things the tribe does on a daily basis. What was clearly obvious though was the women wore only a loincloth and were topless so the breasts of the females of the tribe were clearly out and about on display, by now both Merek and Alex had seen enough of the female body in their entire lives from all the other tribes around the world they had seen that practices the same thing. Not to mention from what anyone could tell none of the tribes women come even close to the bodies of Jo-e & Georgina so the guys felt nothing in fact.

Ch1 – The Tribe

[This would be more of a prologue/starting so there wouldnt be much or any sexual content at all. Just so I can get the storyline right and in place.]

Merek was on the way back from the restroom towards his team’s lounge in this big building here on the 7th floor, where it was right in the middle of New York. The building he is in is the main headquarters of the International Research Institute of Foreign Culture & Tribal Studies, that specializes in tribal culture and research and was known internationally. As he walked past the various other rooms that housed other teams & departments, he was thinking about of their latest expedition in the middle of Tibet and mentally going through the post-work that he had yet to complete for it.

Couples Blackmail Nightmare Part 1

*This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.*

*Story is based around blackmail.*
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This group of friends having known each other since they were kids had always been together, grew up together, played together, studied together, went to school together. Pretty much it could be said that they knew each other inside out. This group of 6 being 3 girls and 3 guys, it wasn’t much surprised to each other and their respective families when the 6 all coupled up with one another eventually. They had all got together when they were in high school and everyone knew the 6 of them as the inseparable group. They were always together and they did everything together.

Broken Innocence Pt 2 [Cheating] [Cuckolding]

*This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.*

*WARNING the plan for this story is betrayal, cruelty and emotional turmoil where some may see it as being at the extreme end of things. If you are not able to accept the above it is recommended you do not invest too much of yourself into this or do not read this at all.*

*Several months back from the prologue*

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Ken had just handed in his latest assignment to one of his teachers at school which earned him a happy look together with a more than nice compliment from the teacher. He had always been a teacher’s pet and with his hard working attitude it was easy for them to appreciate and like the young man they were teaching in their classes. Looking at his watch and seeing it was already close to 5PM as he quickly hoofed his way out of the main school buildings as he made his way over to the football field. It didn’t take long before the goal posts of the field came into view together with both the football team and the cheerleading squad that were there practising as part of their after school activities.

Wife’s Corruption into a Biker Gang [Cheating] Part 4

*This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.*

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Ever since that first day where she saw one of the guys getting head right in front of her feet away then on it was pretty normal for Isabel whenever she dropped by the bar/clubhouse. Another week had passed and she had seen more open blowjobs, handjobs, sex and other kinds of sexual play happening at their hangout. It still made her red faced at first but after a week had passed she had pretty much grown accustomed to it, like how as she walked in near noon time to see some of the members and girls she recognized while at the far end of the bar against a wall she could see a biker mounted behind one of the girls pounding her from behind.

The Unfortunate Secret of my Wife Part 6 [Cuckolding] [Cheating]

I was beyond lost at that moment as I sat there in the dirt pressing myself hard into the wall of the house as I looked up at the back of the man that was slightly out of the open window as he enjoyed head from my wife. Half of me knew I should go in there and be a man and take back my woman, yet seeing all those big size and dangerous men in there only served to push that idea to the back of my head. All I could do in the end was sit there in the cold with my dick rock hard in my pants, as this gangster lodges his cock in my wife’s throat. I could hear him letting out soft sighs as he enjoyed her hot mouth while all I could hear was her moaning over her mouthful of cock. It went on for a while just listening to my wife pleasuring another man’s dick with her married mouth, the loud ghetto music playing throughout the house where now I heard the sound of a lighter snapping open. Looking up I could see him now blowing out some cigarette smoke as he just smoked relaxingly with one hand while his other hand from the angle it was told me he had it on the back of her head and guiding my wife’s head to bob on along his cock. It was extremely humiliating watching another man controlling my wife’s mouth sucking him off, until he finally spoke again.

Broken Innocence Pt 1 [Cheating] [Cuckolding]

*This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.*

*WARNING the plan for this story is betrayal, cruelty and emotional turmoil where some may see it as being at the extreme end of things. If you are not able to accept the above it is recommended you do not invest too much of yourself into this or do not read this at all.*

*This will be more of a prologue where the next subsequent chapters will go back in time leading up to the present.*

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Why was this happening to me? Was the thought that went through the mind of the young 18 year old Ken as he sat there on the floor of his home downstairs in the living room. He was facing towards a door that led into another room from the living room while nearby there were several guys and girls sitting on the couches and drinking alcohol together. Things had been so different for him months ago, yet so many things had changed quickly far too quickly.

Wife’s Corruption into a Biker Gang [Cheating] Part 3

*This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.*

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It’s been a week already since Isabel first set foot into that bar and having met initially some of the members and the girls of the motorcycle club, since then every day for the past week she’s been coming back to the bar. Everyday leaving her home once her husband has left for work and going back home with enough time in the evening to make dinner so he wouldn’t be suspicious. She lied to him day after day of what she had spent her time doing.

She’d been pretty surprised where despite the guys outer appearances giving off an air of dangerous men. They and the girls have been pretty open and receptive with her, talking with her about things most normal people talk about and such. Setting aside the moments where some times they all seem to go into the room in the back of the bar, where the girls had told her to stay there at the main bar area with them as their not allowed to listen in on business.

Wife’s Corruption into a Biker Gang [Cheating] Part 2

*This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.*

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Day after day passed since that event at the mall in which she had come face to face with the motorcycle club out at the parking lot. There hadn’t been a moment at all throughout the days since then that the “what if” thought floated through her head, wondering just what would have happened had she decided to take the biker up on his offer and rode on his bike together with the rest of his group. Would she have just gave herself just like that to that dangerous man the moment the ride ended? Images of his large tattoo-ed body came to her mind as she imagined him on top of her, his muscled body pinning her down to the bed as he gave strong powerful thrusts into her tearing her womanhood apart. Shivers went up her spine and her pussy tingled as the fantasy in her mind was so vivid to her.