"I know I'm a wicked girl. You may have to tie me up and punish me sometime to give me what I deserve." My cock swelled with a rush of hot blood. I gently kissed the top of her head. "I would be happy to help you confess and relieve the burden of your wickedness, Lauren. Give me a week or two to set up the appropriate experience." I must have said the ri...
Chapter Two: Joey, Joey, Joey Once inside, a black marble reception area dosed me in reality and I became a preprogrammed android. Just as Ms. Monroe had led me to expect, I found a blond-haired receptionist sitting behind a black marble booth. Her smile drew me on mechanically. "Yes sir, may I help you?" she chimed in what I sensed to be a worn but meanin...
Sex slave Tanya Marie is the first to awake. She looks over at her husband Eric and her Mistress Victoria Alisa, who is also his sex slave. Tanya smiles at them sleeping together and basks in the love she has for them. Last night Vickie slept between Tanya and their Master in their four posted king size bed. Sometimes Tanya sleeps in the middle and at other...
The phone rang at 10AM. I was tired from last night's activity, so Billy answered it. It was a wake up call that Billy scheduled. "I'm tired, I'm not getting up," I whined. Billy got out of bed, and went to the bathroom. I heard the shower start, and fell asleep, but that wouldn't last too long. Billy picked me up screaming and kicking, and carried me into t...
"How did you know?" "I'm good like that. Meow!" It was around 11:30 pm. I was naked in my bed, and the wonderful feeling of warm latex rubbing over me was so dreamy, cuddly Kitty was wearing her full rubber catsuit. I was petting her cute springy ears peacefully. Every minute I could spend with her like this was a moment that I cherished preciously. We we...
A Girl called Areola and her sister called Beaver by Vanessa Evans Introduction This story is about how 2 sisters spent the summer break after their first year at college. Part 01 Yes I know, who the hell would call their daughter Areola? Well my parents did, what they were thinking I will never know. When I asked my mother why, she just said that her a...
As Meera jogged back towards the house (her every morning ritual) she saw her son Raj running out towards his motorcycle, he was again going to be late for school she thought as she waved him goodbye. Despite the jogging her mind kept drifting back to yesterday's event's, as it was still sinking into her what an whore she'd been but also how happy she felt...
Sorry this last chapter has been so long in coming. Keeping the family business going in Mr. Obama's economy has not been easy. * Monday morning after the infamous Halloween party, Brian Cunningham left his last class of the morning and headed toward the frat house for lunch. Walking across the quad, he heard a mature female voice from behind. Turning towa...
"What do you want me to tell him?" I said. I licked up the vein in his shaft, licked him from the base of his balls to the tip. "Cat," he groaned. "Do you want me to tell him his girlfriend's a whore?" I grabbed his shaft and squeezed it up and down in my palm. His precum dribbled down my fingers and helped me lather him up. "No," he said. "That I'm you...
I meet Stephen, my Svengali. In Part 1 I told you about losing my virginity, to my thirty-five year old uncle. In this part I am going to tell you about how my affair with him developed to the point that he introduced me to Stephen. And hold on tight when you read what happens then. I suggest you read Part 1 first. This is an unusual tale. It's unbelievabl...