My name is Amy Jensen. My friends call me A.J. for short. This is my tale of raunchy fun in the big city. I'm a six-foot-two, busty and big-bottomed, sassy red-haired White woman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. By day, I am an Officer with the Community Police Department. I work traffic duty. Basically I'm handing out tickets to everyone who g...
Tonight I feel nostalgic. I have my lover with me, my only real love. I think back to an earlier time all those years ago... Remember my sweet, how easy it was to seduce you on the night before your wedding? I'm sorry for that, for planting that seed of doubt at such a traumatic time. But I wanted to remind you of what you were leaving behind. Anyway, I sho...
Last week one of the local radio stations announced that they were giving stuff away in the next suburb from where I worked. I had just got in the car and thought, "Why not swing by and pick up a freebie." I pulled up where I saw the radio station's cars and walked up to the back of one. Two lovely young ladies were handing out some gifts to people. The gi...
By Missy_Beauty1985and MillieTeases Missy_Beauty1985 had the ideas for this story. Millie Teases put the words down and incorporated the edits Missy suggested. This is their first collaboration. Chapter 1. Missy Revealed Missy looked out the window and watched as her Mom got into Bob's truck. He was kind of gross - when she'd let him earlier it was prett...
I was not in a good mood when I entered the bar. I had a real bad day and all I wanted to do was have a few drinks and then go home. I sat down in my normal spot and Lisa the bar tender asked me if I wanted the usual, I nodded yes to her. I was on my second beer when this brunette came up and asked if the seat next to me was taken. She had blue eyes that loo...
Everyone in this story is over eighteen, and so should you be! My mistress Susana called me into her study one day, about two weeks after our return from Mexico, and I had no idea what she wanted, so I was surprised when she asked me if I could take charge of one of her most prestigious branches for a couple of weeks, while the manageress was on holiday. Wh...
Hey, there. My name is Catherine Burning and I'm a five-foot-nine, red-haired and green-eyed Irishwoman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm a real estate agent by day and a BDSM fanatic and interracial domination enthusiast by night. I live in my mansion with my assorted slaves, a group of women whose only ambition in life is to serve me. Sexu...
Everyone in this tale is over 18. It is set in pre-revolution France, in a time even less enlightened than today. * Celine was a slut. Not a witch -- she didn't believe in them, anyway -- stuff of fairy-tales, old hags in silly hats flying around improbably on broomsticks. But a slut, she certainly was, and unashamedly so. She tossed her lovely mane of aub...
All through high school my cousin had insisted that she was going to go to officer training school and make a professional career in the military. Our dads had been in the regular army and we had been brought up a pair of army brats. Kristy-Anne had always preferred playing war games, donning fatigues and scaling assault courses to ‘girly’ pursuits like chec...
She was dressed in a short maid uniform, a lesbian slave serving coffee to her Mistress and miss Trixie, one of the eighteen year old students that her Mistress tutored. As Dina poured the coffee, her arm seemed to give way suddenly and the saucer tipped, spilling coffee in miss Trixie's lap. It was hot and soaked the clothes that covered the young girl's th...