I had flown down form Singapore and told you to meet me in a big hotel in Perth. We are cyber lovers, have never met, you have no idea what I look like except what you know. A tall woman, proud figure, well into middle age. All you have is my mobile phone number. As instructed you go into the lobby and hope to recognise me somehow. But you are left hanging...
Murphy's hands trembled as she saw the big brown envelope in the mail. It was everything she'd ever dreamed of, right there in her hands. They began to shake in anticipation, and she was so unaware of the goings-on that Ethan came up behind her and took the envelope. "Hey, what's this?" he asked in a teasing tone. Snapping back to reality, Murphy swiped it...
First, a little about me. As i write this I am a sixty-three year old, still sexually active, bi, submissive woman. My stories are memories of a kinky life. I am still in the lifestyle. When this adventure started I was a 35 year old straight business consultant living with a loving partner. When 35, I was at about 125 pounds, today 140. I am still 5 foot 7...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Chapter 6 Ronnie found out just how hard it was to get shaved, showered, and dressed for his job while caring for a five year old that needed to be ready for St. Joseph's Elementary School and a three year old that needed to be ready for Happyland Day...
Jessica left the set and climbed into her Tesla. All she could think of was heading to her apartment and climbing into a hot bath. She still couldn't get used to the travel, the hours of shooting, the need to act spontaneous over and over until everything clicks in the scene. But the toughest thing is being alone. She realized that leaving Stuart was the rig...
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...
A story in eleven chapters of how two women test the murky waters of lesbian prostitution. Chapter 1: Finding her way. She'd been warned of course. She'd been told at beauty school that it could happen and that it probably would. "Just be firm and polite and resist," the instructor had said. "Try not to offend but if the other party becomes too persistent...
I could see myself reflected in the golden elevator doors and I smirked at myself. Behind me, I could see the expensive marble floor, the impressive (if a little gauche) Corinthian columns, and the gilded trim that was stretched around the perimeter of the lobby. Everything, including me, had a slightly gold-metallic tinge from the reflection, giving everyth...
The crowd in the Gentleman's club was almost as obnoxious as the thick acrid cloud of smoke that hung about the noisy room. My cheeks burned a painful awkward red from the torrent of emotions that waged war in my mind and heart. Regardless of my discomfort, I refused to give in to the desire to flee the club, head lowered with embarrassment. I couldn't belie...
How I was transformed into a wild slut. My husband (Dan) and I (Jackie) had been married for 12 years, he is 48 and I am 44. I am 5'8" tall, with shoulder length auburn hair, 34D breasts that look larger than they are with my tiny waist. I weigh 128 pounds and exercise at least 3 times a week. My husband has and a nice 8" cock that he enjoys using on me. I...