It had been a really long day at work. My feet were killing me, traffic was horrible, and I had stained my favorite shirt. All in all, not one of my finer days. I was driving through the roads of the neighborhood, making it to the house deepest into the little villa, where I lived. I pulled up in the driveway and gathered my things, just wanting some relaxa...
Dinner with the Devil Helen hurried to open the door. She didn't even bother checking the peephole; she knew that it was Ryan. He had called her on his way from his office and she was ready for him. She had taken great pains to prepare herself for his visit. She had showered and dried her hair and put on her makeup and was dressed exactly as he had commande...
Distant Please do leave a comment and share the story if you like it.... * Karen parted her feet a little, just as she had been instructed. "Good," he said in a firm, but soft tone. Her heart raced, her breathing heavy, her eyes pressed firmly shut. Then open, but Not knowing where to look. Her bare feet pressed into the soft, earthy ground below her. Her...
Chapter Three Love in handcuffs I woke this morning naked and handcuffed to the bed just by one hand, and I was desperate for a pee. I closed my eyes and tried to remember how I got handcuffed to the bed. It was like watching an old movie, one you know you have seen, but only remember as the plot unfolds. I remember a stag party, a naked lap-dance that I ga...
I'd once heard that women decide if they will sleep with a man within three minutes of meeting him. And that was the case the first time I had sex with a stranger—the first time I met you—I knew within minutes. A few years ago I was in Chicago on a trip for work, my colleagues had left earlier that evening, and I found myself in the hotel bar, nursing a vo...
Summer had finally arrived and Isabella was done with her second year of college. She had been working in a grocery store for sometime now and hated every minute of it. She hated having to deal with people on a regular basis. She was a moody girl, growing up a loner and distant to most people. She kept her black hair pushed to one side with the other side sh...
Note: Many thanks to my coven sister PartTimeBunny for her help with this chapter. Jasper's take on Mark's outfit choice was her idea. All characters are over 18 years of age. * * * * * The morning of their wedding day is rousingly moody and overcast. Jenni slept over at Evie's, kind of their take on a hen party. After all, she can't drink and has Mark...
"Oh god, Gwen, please, you have to stop, I can't take it," I groaned, shuddering under my Fiancé's eager tongue and tight suction. She ignored me, pumping her mouth up and down my shaft a few more times before finally relenting, pulling back with one last, long stroke, very nearly sending me over the edge when my head slid from between her lips with a wet po...
Chapter 3 Day 1 -- Breakfast, Wedding Plans and Etiquette --- Emily leaves the room closing the door behind. I get up and head to the bathroom. I turn the shower on, noting the time is 7:17 now, so I must hurry. The shower gets warm quickly. I step in, it burns on my ass at first as it is still bruised and sensitive from the abuse from her brothers. I qui...
It was my thirtieth birthday, and my lovely husband, Ken, had arranged a special evening for me. By the way, Ken is not short of Kenneth, but Kennedy. I think they named him after an airport somewhere. We were to go out to dinner at a restaurant. This was one of those places that when telling friends about it, you can proceed roughly as follows; "Darling,...