Life had been a struggle raising two children while working my way up the male corporate ladder. My handsome husband of twenty plus years had settled nicely into his boring job with surprising contentment. Not me, I wanted more but the price of success had not come cheap. Obviously, the more time I spent at the office the less time I spent with my husband....
My fantasies had a different edge on them for the next two days. My thoughts were swirling around with new possibilities, new directions. I did know what to make of them just yet, but I knew that something needed to happen because my sexual needs had been reawakened and there was no stopping them! Little did I know that the "Tupperware" party on Saturday nig...
Smokey Saga #66: "Friends And Live-Ins" (part one) ***** So with this story, I decided to do something (sort of) new/different. There're two sex scenes in it, one in the first half and one in the second. And this entire story ended up pretty lengthy. So I opted to split this Saga into two more or less equal parts, and submit and post one after the other....
Hold on to your hat, it's gonna be a bumpy ride! Yes I have to admit that mostly, I like to be the dominant partner under the sheets. So, you can imagine the exertion of retaining control when you get involved with, and live with, a partner that shares the same sexual drive and proclivities. On any one particular night; morning; afternoon; quickie before le...
Laying in the hospital bed, Jess thought back to when she had first met her Mistress, she remembered the day as if it were yesterday... Walking up the walkway through the gardens up to the castle's door, Jess felt a slight apprehension and nervousness tingle up her spine. Before she had decided to come here, she had gone out and bought what she felt to be m...
Continuing the saga of Sylvia's conversion to a Lesbian lifestyle, and her subjugation by the exotic Susana, that started under 'Calandria' – for technical reasons now under my new author-designation. Nobody in this story is under 18. My mistress's house felt quiet, with Paloma and Adela no longer in residence, and Lucy, the new Chinese maid, still feelin...
I knock on the door. Silence. I'm a little impatient because it's cold out here, and raining. I knock on the door again, and finally the door opens. It's a middle aged black woman, possibly in her mid forties. Her skin is a high olive complexion, and her dark eyes match it. Her black hair is in a high bun, and in the middle of her hair it is dyed white. It's...
Bewildered Frankie parked in the driveway of an interwar suburban semi. For a moment she slipped just enough out of character to pull a bashful face that a single woman in her twenties owned a house which must have set her back the best part of two hundred thousand. Then the mask slipped back into place as she walked round the car and opened the door for J...
Don't read this if you're under 18. I decided to move the 5th part of the 'Diana' saga into the Lesbian section, as no men appear in the story, although it is still BDSM oriented. It will, however, make more sense if you've read the other 4 parts. It's all fantasy. I was established now as Helen Barrington's principal slave, and my place in her household w...
Chapter 3 Madeline floated in the air, looking down on Jessica’s unconscious body. When Jessica woke up, she would have endless questions, and Madeline had no idea what she should do! She thought that she could ask for help from the one person who would know what to do. Emilia? Are you there? Madeline projected out. Always sweetie, what’s up? Madeline h...