My name is Georgie or Miss Georgie, but when I was a kid everyone called me Butch. I was born in Memphis Tennessee, on the poor side of town. While growing up I was a tom boy and would played baseball with all the boys. They never knew I was a girl because back then you could get away with that. I would wear my brother's cloths and a ball cap that hid my lon...
My wife and I took a vacation from Canada to Greece one summer. It was really lovely. Nude beaches and beautiful waters. On one of the Islands, we headed into town to do some shopping. And here's where it happened. I was standing in the Greek souvenir shop, looking at the little figurines, when I came across the naked section. Greek men with hard dicks were...
The plan was simple enough, another themed party, which we love doing, this time around Bastille Day. So, all things Gallic, including the bottles of Sancerre that had been ageing nicely in the cellar. The emails with the attached flier went out to the usual suspects, as we like to call our various friends and neighbours, a group built up over two decades of...
Welcome back to Calder House, the place Ladies are finished and below stair girls are whipped into service. The staff are also dealt with harshly should they step out of line by Mr. and Mrs. Broadwood who ruled the staff as well as the inmates with the strap. The only difference was the staff were whipped in private for any indiscreet actions, private bei...
The basketball tournament ran a little long on Saturday night but by twelve thirty or so we had the arena pretty much to ourselves. Except that is for Bobby the middle-aged custodian, who'd helped me set up the whole thing. He had this cozy little suite next to the shower room and he said he'd let us have the use of the place in return for one little favor....
(Author's Note: This is a 'what if' side story for The Perfect Pussy series. I never felt that I really had a chance to let Waylon talk about his feelings for Keni and think over what drove him over the edge. A lot of you have suggested that for his crimes he be locked up or sent to a mental hospital, maybe he will agree with you, but let him speak for himse...
"Covering nearly 2000 acres of land, hidden from the noise and dirt of city life, the Academy is like no other school in Britain. Our teaching emphasises independent thought, discovering oneself and how to get the most out of life. We understand that every young woman is different; goals, hobbies and habits are unique from person to person. To give the best...
My wife and I continue to meet with Rob and Gloria on a regular basis. I love to watch Rob fuck my wife with his big cock and Gloria is really into anal intercourse. But I still have an unfulfilled fantasy that has arisen from making love to men. I would like to be in the middle of a male orgy, sucking and fucking as many men in one session as I could. I tol...
Rata woke slowly from the first real sleep she had had in months. She could feel the soft curves and generous breasts of her sisters pressed against. Tears welled up in her eyes, darkening them to a deep royal purple like unto the robes they wore as high priestesses. They had loved one another well into the night when all of Tavia's three moons shown like...
A note to readers: This is a long story that unfolds chapter by chapter through the eyes of two protagonists - Mark and Elsa, and as in many of my other stories involves a growing spate of horny characters. Every ten chapters or so I will provide a short summary at the start of that episode to bring new readers up to date (see start of Ch. 70). This story c...