The dishwasher is running downstairs, dinner finished fifteen minutes ago. Our daughter has gone to bed. Janet and I hurry to our bedroom to enjoy ourselves as we do every night. "Hmmm," I think as I finally strip off my vanilla taupe business jacket and skirt, "what can we do that's fresh and different?" Janet is also getting naked fast, a cute smile of an...
Jennifer stood on her front porch and waved as her two children ran down the street to catch the school bus. At 33 she often was mistaken for someone in her early twenties. This was due to the rigorous schedule she followed. Her black hair was cut short and off her face, the better to see her ice blue eyes and her pert upturned nose. Her figure was an astoni...
When Stephenie McPhee clipped Hansel's leash to his collar, the Doberman's stubby tail began to vibrate with excitement, she often wondered what Hansel would look like with a full tail. As a tiny puppy the Breeder had 'docked' his tail but had not 'spitzed' his ears. Her brother had bought the dog about three years ago but his long suffering wife had become...
It was a beautiful Saturday night, a clear star lit sky with a full moon overlooking what seemed to be an ordinary neighborhood. As I drove through, its normalcy is what stuck me first, everything looked the same. The houses were wonderfully kept, lawns were cut short and the spotless cars were parked up on driveways. Several of the houses had their lights...
A Bradley International Story Note: This story coincides with the story Playing Again. Some of the scenes are the same, just from an alternate perspective. ***** "Ooh, that's it. Slam that big cock into her. Pump her full," I moaned as I watched the busty brunette in the video get ravaged. I smacked my pussy with my palm, feeling my clit swell with eac...
1 Checking in for the flight, Diane was nervous. She was used to travel, as a busy professional, but this was very different. Ms. Lauren had been very specific-this long weekend trial was intended to take her out of her usual life, from the start of the trip. Instead of her usual rolling bag and computer bag, Diane carried only a purse with her ID and a new...
Amanda followed her new Mistress, her eyes watching the hypnotic sway of Denise's ass. She could smell the urine that was drying on her breasts, still tasting it on her lips. Denise lead the young blond by the leather leash, guiding her up a flight of stairs and into a small bedroom. "This will be your new home when you move in here, slut," Denise said as...
Bridgine was on her knees in the middle of the room. Her eyes blindfolded, her hands cuffed behind her, and a collar around her neck. Her chest was rising and falling underneath her black and white lingerie. She was so excited she could barely stand it. Ari smiled over her glass of wine from the chair in the corner. "Have you been my good little girl scott...
Sorry it took so long to continue the story of Janice and Diane, but life WILL intrude. * Stephanie could not believe the scene she walked in on. There was her mother Janice Crawford, stark naked and on her knees, her wrists and ankles cuffed together behind her. Her mother's asscheeks bore the marks of a recent and rather severe caning judging by the cri...
The "garden" was a beautiful rose garden. Picture a row of roses about six feet wide surrounding a large square, grass-covered center that could seat about 50 guests. There was one entrance to the square center of the garden from the outside. A trellis stood at outer edge of the roses. A red carpet covered the walk from the trellis, through the roses and to...