I met Arriana when I was dating my high school sweetheart, Natalie. I would see her every 2 months or so as she was the best friend of my girlfriend's sister. We would see each other at parties or we would all go out to dinner or bar hopping together. We would always engage in good natured flirting, which always felt safe because we both knew there was no wa...
She had honed her cast for years for one reason and one reason only. Scene: Chiasa, mild-mannered young Sansei, academically competent (even for an Asian—huzzah), prone to profanity, shorts a la jailbait, now wearing an Angels hat with the requisite ponytail, and unlimbering the old axe clumsily—whoops! got the hook caught on her favorite T, the one with th...
My stories are in generally in chronological order. I encourage you to follow along and read these stories in this order as a prelude to this one: I Hire Monica The Maid Monica's First Day as My Maid Monica the Maid's Three Hole Day I Partner with Linda, A Salon Owner I Massage Monica the Maid Hot and Sexy Business Opportunities I Become a Therapeut...
Garret felt his heart beating in his chest. His hands were cold on the steering wheel, in spite of the bright California sunshine, and there was a knot in his stomach. He hadn't been this nervous since sitting in the locker room before the championship match against Virginia his senior year. How did he get himself into these situations? He glanced over into...
Tap, tap. Alana's eyes snapped open at the sound. Tap, tap. Something was tapping on the window by her bed. Tap, tap, tap. It was becoming increasingly urgent sounding. She looked to where Eric would have been next to her, if he hadn't been out of town. Tap, tap, tap. Feeling frightened and foolish, she got out of bed and went to the window. As she reac...
Every time I watch women basketball...a smile fills my face...pleasant thoughts and memories will flood my mind for the first minute or so before I can focus on the actual game... When I was in college...my house mate and I were sports celebrities...both of us were in the football team (sorry to the folks not clued in here...not gridiron...but soccer...we c...
Tuesday I was wakened by Mary, stirring next to me. I hoped she would stop so I could get a little more sleep, but she fidgeted. That's the problem with being a Dom, your women are always nervous about offending you when you're not angry and are trying to do something else. No life is perfect. I sighed inwardly. "Good morning Slave." She fell on me, her f...
"Honey, I'm not sure about this bikini, I think it shows too much." Jessica Sumner turned her back to the mirror while talking to her husband Bruce. "Do you really think this is appropriate? We don't really know these people." "I'm sure our new neighbors are just like us Jess." Bruce surveyed his wife's perfect body. The only thing wrong with the bikini in...
Sandra Gal woke up in her hotel room in Evian-Les-Bains, France. She was naked as she usually slept in the nude and she ran her hands over her lovely 6'0" body as she recalled the events of the previous day. She had arrived on Thursday, several days early to take in the sights in France and Switzerland. The event got under way next Tuesday with a pro-am and...
Author's note: This totally fictional tale includes righteous infidelity and mature multiracial sex. All sexual activity involves conscious humans age 18+. Views expressed are not necessarily the author's. Your constructive feedback is welcome. ***** Substitute Pussy ***** Fuck Me, Not My Daughter SUBSTITUTE. Elle's parents had played that old song by T...