A Night In The Life Of A Jailbreaker Or How I Learned To Stop Worrying And Love The Strap-on It's over. Its finished. We are an ex-couple. I am single again. I put the letter down on the coffee table, lean back into the comfiest sofa in the whole world and look up at the ceiling. Right now Angeline will be on her way to Waterloo station, where she will g...
The enormous Gateway station lay in a low Earth orbit. One of the primary hubs for the shipment of both freight and personnel between the planet and all of the colonies spread across the solar system, it was a mass of residential blocks, vast cargo bays, and docking ports. A mission was scheduled to depart from here today to rush replacement parts, food st...
"Bro, did you check out those hot lesbos who moved in downstairs?!?" Okay, yeah, I did say this out loud to my brother but it's not as bad as it sounds. My brother lives with me in an apartment in San Francisco and he's gay and also the coolest guy I know. Mark and I were super liberal but in private we liked to be irreverent and politically incorrect, bel...
Strange shit always seems to happen to me. I'm serious. MOST of it I feel I do NOT bring on myself. For instance, in two difference instances at two different bars I've had guys come up to me or attempt to come up to me and jerk off on my leg. I was one and one with that. One guy succeeded while I was sitting at the bar and the other failed because my husba...
Jingle Bells I would like to thank Jane Doe (LesbianLitChic) for reminding me just how much fun a good bondage story can be. I also want to thank Ryan (Fetishand) for the awesome artwork that helped inspire this story. ***** Sweat ran in rivers off Alex's face to join the stream the made its tickling route down her spine. Any other time the sensation...
A note about this story:- So, 'V' and I are chatting away when she says to me 'why is it that all D/s stories are written from the sub's point of view. Why is it never from the Domme's. Take Summerhouse Blues, I really love that version of the Rhonda character and yet all we hear about is how Tracy feels. What about Rhonda, what did she make of it all?' An...
It has been a very stressful couple of weeks, working nonstop to make up for the time lost during the quarantine. The world is slowly starting to come out of it gradually relaxing the restriction in order to allow things to get back to normal, whichever new normal that would be. Here I was in my tiny office typing away at my keyboard, my eyes glued to the sc...
Dinner at Alpha Beta Delta that night was Chateaubriand with potatoes au gratin and a Caesar salad. Afterward they had coffee and cake served in the living room by Polly and Nikki, who continued to be on their best behavior, mindful of what Miss White had told them. "That was a wonderful meal," said Luz. "My compliments to the chef." "Yes, excellent work,"...
Smokey Saga #75: "Squeal II: The Art Of The Sequel" ***** The consensus re: the original story "The Art Of The Squeal" (Saga #63) was that a sequel indeed be in order. So while it may have taken me a while to get around to it, here it is. If you liked the playful bondage and torment elements in the original, I'm sure you'll be fond of and pleased with this...
Cindy was now sound asleep, and Sandy and Erika were at the bedroom door watching in amazement, as well as lust, as Tina gave Cindy a shattering orgasm. Then Erika said, "God, I need to get off like that, I was just about to cum when Sandy and I heard Cindy moaning like a wild animal in heat, I just had to watch you. I'd love you to do to me what you just...