Seven o'clock came, and when I got off the elevator on the 14th floor, Ashley was standing there waiting for me, wearing a gossamer white coverall through which I spied the tiniest of sky-blue bikinis. She walked with me into the elevator, embraced and kissed me like we were old lovers, and whispered into my ear "I wasn't sure for a moment that you were comi...
Chapter 24: Belated Christmas A woman in her late thirties was completely covered in sticky white stuff, kneeling in front of a chair. In that chair, a grinning twenty one-year-old sat, milking her cock, the last bits of cum on the woman's face. After the last was out, she replaced the pair of glasses that were removed earlier. The woman even received her l...
"I finally know your secret, bitch," Landon Cadbury said to himself as he looked at the Profile on the Ottawa Back Pages. The leather-clad, blonde-haired woman appeared to be in her fifties, wielding a whip and stroking a strap-on dildo. The message advertised the services of Mistress Lorna, supposedly the top Professional dominatrix in the Ottawa capital re...
A fantasy by Julie Van and Curt B, this chapter written by Wunderboi. *** Clarissa slipped behind the wheel of her pearl white Mercedes. She had insisted on the most expensive paint option and the car glowed in the early morning sunshine. She smiled to herself, remembering her father's advice many years prior, which was to marry a much older very rich whit...
She was 'The One'. Definitely. As soon as I saw her standing there on the corner, looking at those postcards, I knew it. We were driving by in a friend's car, the first day of university, everyone getting to know each other and there was me, spotting this raven-haired girl as we went by. That would have been that, of course. Me, I was a shy boy at that age ....
Weary. That was the single word which echoed in my mind as I sat in the dimly lit club. The smoky atmosphere making it seem even darker than the night outside. People walking past me, some coming within inches of where I sat but none saw me. It was childs play for me to hide from human sight, a trait learned long ago, perfected over time. Parlor tricks, a s...
This is another fantasy about my high school coach. I hope you enjoy… I saw him across the room, dancing closely with a woman I didn't know. He was behind her, the backside of her body enticingly close to him, and I could tell he was enjoying it. He didn't see me come in, and I felt the thrill of anticipation as my friends and I moved toward the other side...
I opened my eyes. The room was dim, but I could make out the grain of the rough hewn table my head was resting on. I closed my eyes again and considered things. Considering Things List Item No. 1: Last night when I went to bed it was in a nice soft bed with pillows. Item No. 2: I don't usually have dreams, and when I do, they're always black and white, w...
(A fictional story inspired by a real life event) I was in heartbreak mode, but this heartbreak was bigger. I had just lost my mom last month and I had been grieving ever since. I know it wasn't my fault that my mom was sick with flu-like symptoms, I just didn't know how seriously sick she was when I found her on the bed of her bedroom in our house. I ca...
~Disclamer- WWF and all related wrestlers do not belong to me. Reina Thurston/Mistress Blue Rose and Serj are wrestlers from my imagination. This work is a product of my overactive imagination, and soley for entertainment purposes~ Ch.1- Asserting Dominance Reina Thurston could hear the roar of the awaiting crowd and a knot formed in the pit of her stomach...