By a strange twist of fate, I, a slim and attractive woman, had been widowed for some 10 years. I had not loved my older super rich husband as he was violent, abusive and controlling. I definitely considered every part of our life together was something appalling, something to be endured. I had come to believe that women like me who actually stayed in abusiv...
BETH The soft sound of the alarm in my mobile phone at the bedside table woke me up. It was six AM, and I was feeling like hell. I was hurting bad and my throat seemed to be on fire, I felt that it was closed and I couldn't swallow even my own saliva; I felt feverish and each and every joint in my body was as if it had its own life, such was the intense pai...
Mary Morgan sat near the front of the congregation contemplating the choir to her right – or, more particularly, one single member of the choir – her daughter-in-law, Chelsea. Chelsea had been married to Mary's step-son, David Collins, for three years and for all of that time Mary had been fantasising about getting the beautiful young woman naked and into be...
Sara smiled as the water caressed her skin and the heat massaged her muscles after being bound. She lathered the douche and slowly and carefully caressed her ass cheeks and smiled reminiscing that it had not even been an hour ago that Mistress had been riding her as 'her personal mare' as Leanne had sometime joked. Enjoying the shower, she wondered how Dian...
Milly the maid found herself bent over the low parlour coffee table, hands bound behind her back by her own stripped leggings and her tush in the air. "Now, Milly," her young mistress, Hannah, chided. She paced a slow circle around the table, her lovely face haughty and annoyed. She wore her blond hair long and tied with red ribbon in a ponytail that bounce...
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. These stories have been public for some time, but I am sl...
1 The course in Portugal yielded no encounters, which was as well, because I was a little weary from the Sasha-therapy (Ferry Tales, Chapter 7), and the travel. But soon after my return there was an email from Alex, who evidently also required easement after some unpleasant event, though the message revealed no details. I was amused that the mother was in n...
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All my appreciation to Bron Zeage again for his precious advice and help Merci Monsieur Fran EMAIL FROM A FRIEND CHAP.2 Thursday evening, I phoned Lise to confirm I would be there for the week-end. "Lise, I will leave the office tomorrow noon. Maggy will take care of closing. I will fly down in the early afternoon." "Good, I am impatient to see...
Jan's bisexual fantasy with her friend Carole Carole was proud of her big tits and ever since they started to develop when she was a teenager at school she was happy to show them off. Now, just over 40 years old and divorced she still took every opportunity to flaunt them. Since her divorce most of her sexual pleasure has come from the frequent use of her r...