"Wasn't it nice of the guys to do this for us?" Karen asked her friend Shelly. "Yeah, leaving us here to enjoy the Soap Opera Channel while they go out to Hooters and watch the game. They are simply so considerate." "Yes, leaving us to quietly sip some wine and watch our soaps while they go watch some boring football, drink a lot of warm beer and settle on...
Quite frequently I get messages from "couples", asking me if I'd be interested in having sex with the wife. Typically, these are sent by bored husbands without the knowledge (or interest) of their spouses, so I either ignore them, or, when I'm feeling generous, tell him that I'd only talk with his wife, if she's really interested. That'll usually end the con...
Sarah turned, blushing. She might well blush. To be discovered by me with her hands probing a naked Emm's arsehole required, shall we say, some explanation. It was typical of the ever-cheerful Emm that her response was: 'Hi, Pix, do you like our hair?' I can't say that, as she was nude, with her arse in my wife's hands, her hair was the focus of my attenti...
Walking out of the party early was nothing new. The same people, the same conversations, the occasional new news, two friends drink a bit too much and hook up, hoping no one else noticed their absence. It had become very monotonous to me. I had no excuse not hanging out with different people. I lived in a large city, with numerous possibilities. I had recei...
The telephone conversation had been a little awkward, calling someone who had left their number on the remote to your tickling panties. Amy nervously approached the whole thing with some precaution, maybe the Asian women that had found the remote at the nightclub that night was just having some fun? Maybe she did not really want me to contact her at all? Amy...
Story by LesLes. Concept by Solddate. Art by Oo_Sebastian_oO Five Years After Syndrome's Attack "Honestly, sweetie, if there's ever a type of villain you don't want to go solo against, it's a mind controller." The villainess Mezmerella leaned against the top of a classic ball chair as she spoke. The smooth white plastic of the chair was a half-sphe...
Barbara was late. I looked at my watch, frowning. Early was fine. Lateness was not to be tolerated. Twenty minutes after she was supposed to be standing in front of me, there was a timid knock on my condo door. I waited for a minute, letting the tension build before calling out that the door was open. Barbara meekly opened the door and stepped inside, making...
It was the third week of production and Catherine McNamara spent the later part of the night reviewing the storyboard in her hotel room, sorting out minor details for the next day of filming. The budget for this movie was capped at $30 million, making it the most costly production in her career as a director, and the pressure was on. Even more daunting, thi...
This story contains lesbianism, magic, BDSM, anal and much more. It is advised to read the first chapter before this one as it gives the back story. * Emma leaned back in the hard chair of the lecture hall, finally giving up on taking in what the professor was saying and lost herself in her memories. It was the first day back in school and Emma already mi...
Jude's spacious bathroom was a consequence of the Victorian layout of the building, but that was the only thing that was old fashioned about it. It had been extensively modernised and all the fittings were to the latest standard, including a bidet, an enormous free-standing bath and a shower cubicle big enough for the both of them. Karen looked around in a m...