Andrew listened to the unknown caller trying to gauge if she was being honest and though he couldn't detect any deceit, he was wary. "How do I know if you are telling the truth?" Andrew asked harshly. "Believe me or not it makes little difference. Therefore, you decide either let me do the job I was asked to or get in my way and I will stay a spectator, You...
I would like to extend My thanks to everyone who has emailed Me with their comments. They have been filled with admiration, enthusiasm, encouragement, and different viewpoints which I have found immensely useful. Master. I had allowed My toy to come, after about six hours of light teasing and torture. For Me, it had been the most incredible evening of My l...
Carrie closed the front door of the house behind her and kicked off her cowboy boots. She stood just under 5'8" with long red hair that fell halfway to her ass, which was full and round and covered by a pair of tightly fitting blue jeans. She wore a western style button down shirt that couldn't quite hide the swell of her c-cup breasts. She padded down the...
On our vacation with my wife Tia, I wrote the rules. Constant intoxication and no underwear. We took a late night flight. On the plane to Cancun, Mexico, Tia and I sat in first class. We ordered several glasses of champagne. The flight attendants were nice to us and eventually gave us our own bottle of bubbly. It was not that crowded in first class. There we...
He rolled out of bed and stretched. Opened a bottle of water and looked at the disheveled bed. As he turned his head to the room in shambles, he heard the door to the bathroom open. There she was. Wearing nothing but his shirt - buttoned and cuffed - and smiling. All the worry. All the nervousness. The apprehension. All gone. The vision in front of him remin...
Anxiously, I watched the valet doors. I scanned each person as they walked out into the blistering desert heat. The attendants eyed me, annoyed, as I sat idling in my truck, just past the hotel drop off. Is she going to come? I wondered. We had been chatting online for over six months and her trip to Las Vegas had been planned for three of those. It was st...
Sarah didn't know that her mother was about to visit her in her chamber and had already surrendered herself to the throes of sexual ecstasy. The warm liquid tongue of one of her handmaids, Cherry, was extruded deep within the inner lips of Sarah's vulva, while Sarah had thrust an exploratory finger up her servant's anus. But Lady St. Cuthbert knew better tha...
Treat a hooker to lunch There's a curiousss fellow who has decided his reputation is not worth much and has agreed to associate himself with me, in spite of my dastardly character. He is a wordsmith of the first tier. I am proud to have him edit my stories, he makes them flow more smoothly and read more understandably. I do want to say that I tinker with my...
Beatrice closed the door behind her, dropped the dead-bolt, the ritual had begun. Slowly she undressed, hanging up her coat, placing her shoes on the low shelf beneath the few coat hooks. Then her work clothes, these formed a pile on the small table, naked at last she knelt, carefully assuming the pose required of her. To her left, the door, before her, the...
Copyright by madengineer3, September 2006 What follows is purely fiction. All rights are reserved by madengineer3. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - It was a lonely walk from the little railroad station to my house. With the price of gasoline and with my need to exercise to keep my heart in shape the six kilometer...