Chapter 4: Bought and Paid For Rachal hesitantly knocked on the white door. The room was one of only three on the top floor, all suites apparently. She fingered the collar around her neck as she waited, reminding her why she was there. Lana hadn't even spoken to her. It was Francesca who'd come over to her and Jeremy's table at the end of dinner and handed...
It was 2 weeks after the Indian women tested themselves against Anupama by trying to find out who could make her cum the most. (See the 2 previous stories in this series). I was driving a minibus with the 14 Indian women who were present then and now were the founding members of the Subcontinent Railway Station Sex Club. We were on the way to evaluate an unu...
Sally lit another cigarette as she waited impatiently for Marie to finish work. They had been friends forever and often went out together at the weekend, but Sally hoped that tonight was going to be slightly different. Sally had always been the wilder one of the two. When they were teenagers Sally had experimented with drink, drugs and sex while Marie had...
“I think,” Claire said in her tight-jawed voice, “we should make that fat girl, Janice, our slave. If we need our pussy eaten, we call Janice. If we’re going out of town, we have Janice make herself available to our men.” Claire snorted. “Do you know Dwight actually had the nerve to tell me ‘…it just feels good and squishy…’ when he was talking about som...
This is a lesbian romance with a decidedly Christian theme. If this turns you off, read no further, skip to the end, drop your 1 bomb and go your way. * Altowiese MacMurtry woke first, and felt Jere's hand still on her hip. Altowiese slept without any clothes on, even on a cold spring night. It was still dark. Altowiese gently moved Jere's hand away and, e...
It had been a week since Christine performed her first show with Sarah. The two agreed that Christine would only join her on the weekend so that they would have more time without the stress of class getting in the way. It also gave Christine time to mentally prepare herself for this, an option she didn't have last time. During the week Christine had wondered...
(A brief disclaimer: The Ocean Club in this story should in no way be confused with the One and Only Ocean Club, and this story in no way represents any events, occurrences, or incidents at the One and Only Ocean Club, nor is it intended to represent the behaviors, inclinations or proclivities of the One and Only Ocean Club's guests. Any resemblance is entir...
A massage is meant to be therapeutic. The best therapy is sex. Therefore, the best massage therapy is a sensual massage. For normal, upstanding women, finding a sensual massage is next to impossible. I prefer massages by women. Actually, I have never paid for a massage by a man. That's a whole different story. Nonetheless, this story is about a woman massag...
Before I get started on this one, let me first give you a little background. I met this guy once, and his name was Paul. Get used to that, because I'll be mentioning him a lot. He is, basically, the reason every single one of the following events occurred. I met Paul through work. Well, kinda. I was working as a receptionist at a Law Office, and returning...
This story isn't complete at all. It's not very good either. I can't seem to write very well. But I've been trying and there isn't really much to the story right now... I haven't gotten anywhere and it sucks... I hope you still want to read this lame attempt! Moving away from home and going to school abroad was expensive. For the last two months of college...