Today had been a very long day. I couldn't wait to get home. Tonight, Vivian was going to cook for me. She is an amazing cook. She could take anything that you put in front of her and turn it into a delicacy. I unlocked the door to my apartment. As I opened the door, the mouth-watering aroma filled my senses. I stepped into the kitchen and there she was wear...
To be fair I would have to admit that the accident at the lab was probably my fault. I tried to explain to the professor that it was just one of those things that sometimes happen, but he wouldn't have a bar of it. He was pissed off no end. Let me explain what happened. My name is Susan and I'm doing a chemistry major at Uni. I'm a brunette, nearly twenty,...
Editor’s Note: This is the third chapter of the parts expunged from the published Gulliver’s Travels. Chapter Three --- I am revived. Griselda defends me against her mistress. The trial of the dildo and the Lady Petrova’s penance. The screwed dual coupling is used. The revolt has been prevented. The messenger is rewarded. I remain apprehensive. --- I r...
He liked watching her work in her bare feet and apron covering the cute sundress that accentuated her curves just right. She moved with confidence, almost graceful, sure of herself and her abilities in the kitchen. No doubt she was in her comfort zone. He couldn't help but wonder what was under that dress. She could feel his eyes on her as she moved about...
Part 3: An Incontinent Lady Louise saw more male than female clients, but there were plenty of women as well. Mostly the female clients had more serious physical problems, whereas the men's problems were often psychological. After she had been running her clinic for a few weeks, she was visited by a strikingly handsome lady in her mid-thirties. As usual sh...
She woke up sometime later. The day had already fallen into a peaceful afternoon, but since it was morning for Tarri, she found herself oddly lost in time, untethered to its passage. Her body still smelled like sweat and dirt. She reached down and felt her pussy lips - still sore - and felt Woland's dried seed on them. She wondered if he could get her pregn...
She did not at all prefer the taste of gin, but she was trying to set the mood and had determined after careful research (of the James Bond variety) that a martini was really the only nip on which she could appropriately imbibe. The olives, she assured herself, would take the edge off and she permitted a rather hefty quantity of the salted juice to fog the b...
I would like to thank 'freaknut' for her help in writing this entire story. She gave me direction where I had none, and inspiration where I needed it. Chapter 7 Jamie came back the next week, so Adrienne, Kat and I didn't get together after our little arrangement was discussed. However, my sex life with Adrienne was reborn. While it had always been great,...
Chapter 3 In my opinion, there really aren't very many things that can make a Saturday morning better than simply sleeping in. But if anything can, then it would certainly have to be a naked, submissive woman kneeling patiently at the foot of your bed. That was exactly the sight that waited for me when I swam happily up from sleep on the morning after my fi...
From my hotel balcony about four floors up, I could see the unruly, drooling, chanting mass, shouting for women to drop their tops, flash their bush, and smile a big one. It was a hell of a time to be alone, especially since the balconies were blocked off one from another. I could only imagine what the crowd saw looking up. Next door I heard a giggle, and...