I feel my nerves start to crawl. Did I really want to do this? Before I can back out, I knock on the door. They are expecting me and it is too late now. I couldn't even run to escape. They know. The door opens and I am asked in. Is it the last question I will hear for the day. The logistics and specifics are discussed; then fun begins. Before I can even st...
"Stuart, would you like Jacques and I to be your Dominant couple? Just remember that my dear husband Jacques is Straight," Katrina Wong said, smiling. The forty-something, gorgeous Asian-Canadian lady, known in BDSM circles as Mistress Trina, leather-clad professional dominatrix, nodded almost imperceptibly at her friend Stuart. Earlier, they had a lot of fu...
The story I'm about to tell has opened a new realm to my private life. It all started when my wife, Vanessa called me at work and said that she wanted to go out to a nice dinner that evening. I agree since I had been traveling a great deal at work and had not given her the time she deserved. When I arrived home she was in the bath so I poured myself a drink...
*all characters are over the age of 30* ***** The doorbell rang. He called out that he would get it. This was no surprise. He was the master of the house and the most social. It would be a safe assumption that he would be the one to go and welcome more guests into their quiet little party. As he approached the door he could not think of anyone that was mis...
The most bizarre things happen to me. A new experience, all the time. Like finding a new yogurt or even eating yogurt when you really didn't think you would ever like it. Then discovering, that yes, I like yogurt, just not every day. Well, I had never fucked a woman before and now my "new" master had introduced a rather risky ingredient to the pot, so to spe...
He had fallen in love with her soft blond hair done up in pig tails and her bright blue eyes in the second grade. She had been taller than he had been back then. He was smaller than most of his classmates and not remotely athletic. Another girl had actually beaten the crap out him early the following school year. He was often teased and picked on in elementa...
Cynthia walks out of the shower, brushes her teeth and begins to get ready for classes. She looks at the warning she got from her professor about their field trip and sees that the women should not wear anything too tight or revealing. She reads on and sees that skirts should be beyond the knee. She stares into her closet and tries to figure out what she was...
The Wedding (Patti Cake part 3) Chapter 3 -- Dildos, Deeds and Dates... Riding back to the Gate-House in the golf cart, we had an extra passenger, my Uncle John... They were staying with us that night and with my slowly getting used to his comments and barbs, saying he was going to make me Patti's cuckold -- but knowing that he would be sleeping with Mom...
Mailgirl Number Thirteen knelt, naked, on the middle of a well-decorated office on the 26th Floor of US Financial Plaza. Her head was bowed, and she stared emptily at a point on the carpet a few feet in front of her; a mailgirl dared not to make eye contact with her superiors without express permission. Her arms were behind her, her right hand locked around...
PROLOGUE -- THE RISE OF THE STORM "Rainy days as I urge my fingers to jot Down, words so lovingly devastating; that I should swell beneath this body; alas To rise again; with the slightest spark; that Love is there to all." Chapter I -- what a storm! From a great distance, one could see contrasts. The nearer silhouettes, those of a man and a wo...