Sabrina Someone once said that the difference between paid sex and unpaid sex is that unpaid sex works out more expensive. That might even be true: if I were to spend a week adding up what my ex-wife cost me and divided it by the number of fucks, I'd probably spend the following week banging my head against a wall. Still, two hours with Fatima had cost almo...
I expected Helen to return my call on late Saturday, but she didn't. Instead, she knocked on my door early Sunday morning. Still naked and hairless from my road trip with Mary the day before, I opened the door and greeted Helen, "Good morning." "You're in big trouble, spanky boy," she said, taking me by the hand and slamming my front door shut behind her. "...
Bears, Porridge, and Honey: A Pair of Goldilocks by The Preve Story Two---The Honey Trap: Part One 'Trinity Bridge Motel-Vacancy' "Good!" gasped Phil. "A life saver." Phillip Locke, college sophomore, returning to Midwestern after the worst spring break ever, pushed the hunk of shit, formerly his rented car, into the parking lot. All-in-all, the climax...
Author's note: Due to the slightly higher rating of the first person narrative or "story" version of the Part I, I have posted Part II below in this form. Still, it's a POV porn script. Feedback is appreciated. ----------------- I had felt great. After my session with Nurse Nancy, I had more energy, got more done at work, and enjoyed time with friends. But...
Sven was enjoying the rare occasion when he got the apartment to himself. Mimi was working late on a new campaign for a kitchen company and wouldn't be back until much later. He opened the fridge and took some water off a shelf. It was 10:30 already and she still wasn't back. Sven shrugged to himself and flipped open a magazine that lay on the counter. His p...
I Fought The Law, and We Both Won...Sort Of... (c)2012 Daniel deLaire It's about 8:30 on a Thursday morning, and I am driving along the back roads, away from the highway with the others making their way to wherever it is they're off to. Most of them are headed to work. I am not. I work long, hard nights at the Kwik Mart near my house so my day, thankfully,...
Mother slips her skirt up slow and deliberate and then with final gesture flips it up over the small of her back. She is kneeling on the couch with her knees planted in the cushions. Her arms used to steady her on the back of the couch, she pushes her rear out and arches her back, her well rounded beautiful butt on full display and pushed up high. Her sheer...
It's Saturday. I wake up stretch and reach for my slave. The bed is empty next to me and I realize that he is still at work as he works the graveyard shift. I look at the clock and realize that he will be home within the hour. I jump out of bed, get dressed in the tank top dress that I usually run around the house in and start getting breakfast going. I can...
"Let's say for instance that I had son that was a sissy boy. A son that not only was a sissy boy that did very dirty and naughty things while he still lived in my house, dirty things for our next door neighbor, but a naughty little boy that liked to dress up in his mother's underpants too. I think a boy like that would need guidance. Don't you? I remember wh...
Susan O'Malley was in a good mood. A great mood. Not long ago, the sexy 65-year-old blonde fox had dominated young Brett Hannigan on the beach, forcing him into her piss-loving ways, capturing his young face in her strong old thighs and introducing him to her world of golden showers. Not long after, Brett's mom, Lauren, paid Susan a visit, livid at the way...