***This story could be put in several categories, it is an inter-racial story with mild non-consent/reluctance substory. If these topics bother you, you probably should stop here, if not, please enjoy*** It was almost 3 am and I was driving down the New York turnpike on an early Monday morning on my way home from a weekend work trip with my co-worker asleep...
The next morning I awoke with the alarm and awaited my Goddess's orders. My hard on in its cage felt wonderful. Goddess Erica requested a through massage and demanded the proper praise. I extolled her virtues as I massaged her magnificent body head to toe. Though a new experience for me it seemed as natural and familiar as breathing. A short time later God...
This wasn't the first time I had looked up at the typical Victorian terrace now situated across the street in the slowly diminishing light of dusk. I'd often driven past, and occasionally walked, wondering if I'd ever have the courage to enter, but also knowing that once that seed had been sewn it was almost inevitable that I would one day be in the situatio...
"Last package Danny"! Virgil called, looking up from his new Big Brown issued tablet on the passenger side of the delivery truck with the gold shield on the side. "Yeah! That big box. Where does it go"? Looking back to his screen, Virg read: "1234 Crest Road, Del Mar, Ms. Wendy Cody, We need a signature." Laughing, Danny announced: "Big b*****r, you're ab...
As the car door slams on the drive, I take a quick last look in the full length mirror on the wardrobe. My auburn hair is neatly pinned up with just a few tendrils softening and framing my face. A slick of colour burnishes my lips, emphasising their soft fullness, and a hint of lilac adds a faint bruised effect to my eyes, hinting at innocence, and somehow...
Finally, I was returning to Israel after five years. I never forgot Tamar Ya'akov, the soldier I had met on a chance encounter one night in Tel Aviv. I may have been with Tamar only a few days but the were enough for me to fall in love with her. Then, a chance meeting with her boyfriend's cousin resulted in my leaving Israel under a cloud of suspicion and in...
I was kneeling on the floor wearing a tight boxer and a fish net sleeveless round neck. The elastic band accentuated my small breasts and my cock or rather HER cock strained in the tight boxer. My mind raced in anticipation as I looked at the big hand in the clock approaching 5. I thought back to the days we first met. I regularly saw her on the train. I no...
It was a humid night in late May, though unseasonably modest for the normally blazing hot beginning of summer. Robbie knew a little about wonderful surprises, but nothing could prepare him for the realization of a 6 year-fantasy that was about to happen in his own living room. He had so longed to go on a date with Hillary and Megan, so as a birthday present,...
Camilla's next memory vision was one that had occurred eight years before her predicament in the public aquarium. She was twenty-nine at the time, and she and her husband Cameron had been lecturing on English literature in Montreal's McGill University for a year. She still felt guilty about the encounter she'd had with the 'masseur', and hadn't found out he...
This story is the property of the author. It is not to be changed in any way, nor published or shown at other web sites without the permission of the author. * * * * * Summoned by her Mistress, Alteisha abandoned her breakfast and quickly left the dining room. She moved as fast as she could without running, hoping that she would not be late, thus avoiding...