Sensual Submission Author's note: My apologies to the many readers who asked for a sequel. Through this story, I met Dee and subsequently wrote Dee's Naughty Descent. I got off track and wrote about Dee. Now, I am pleased to present this second and final chapter of Jean Goes Bareback. Jean could barely wait for noon. All week she had waited for Mark's ca...
Author's Note: This story is not only a follow-up to "None of this is Real," but also set in the same college, one year after the events of "We Rule the School." You don't have to read either to get the idea, but a little context might help. ;) *** Before the party, Cindy Park was anxious. Her first two months of college had been an exhilarating blur of n...
This is actually the third installment about Laura Enders. I had a few formatting problems with the first, "The Truth about Laura" and I wish I knew then what I have since learned. For example the proper use of italics and bold type, where it ordinarily should have been called for would have helped the story. Anyway, we learn, we grow. The one remaining it...
I was just getting home one afternoon, at about my regular time. My neighbor was in his yard mowing his lawn. As I got out of my car he motioned me over. Curious, I walked over to the short fence dividing our properties. "John, how long have you been married to Sue?" His abrupt question and the serious look in his eyes caught me off-guard for a moment. I...
Thank you for the comments on Pt. 1 - Took all the constructive ones on board. Hopefully, you'll notice the difference here on Pt. 2: You really should need to read Pt. 1 first! The next morning was a blur. It wasn't a dream, it had most definitely happened and I suppose now I had to face the music. I forced myself up and headed to the kitchen. Sue was up...
(Author's Note: I know it's been awhile. I'm sorry! Please don't spank me too hard! ;) Anyway this part features some watersports humiliation. I know not everyone is into that so I've marked the scenes to help you skip through it if you'd rather avoid it. It all takes place in (2) and I've written it so you can literally go from (1) to (3) without missing a...
Part 1 The Bank Job Chris or Chrissy as he calls himself has the job of his dreams, he works at a sperm bank for futas. His job is to dispose of samples that are non-viable, low sperm count etc. All day long he dreams about the creamy, yummy cum from futas waiting for him to dispose of it. While he is supposed to put it down the sink, he has a preferred met...
The telephone rang. "Hello ... is that John?" "Who's that?" I asked to a voice I didn't recognise. There was a brief delay -- as though she was deciding what to say next. "You don't know me ... my name is Danielle ... I'm Ashleigh's friend." It was my turn to go quiet, to wonder what was going on, and wonder if I'd done something wrong -- and this was pa...
My sexy blonde wife came downstairs, opening the lounge door, her spiked high heels clicked across our wooden floor as she strutted into the lounge. "Fucking hell!" I blurted out. She was wearing a tight shiny black clinging latex minidress with matching latex stockings and long latex black evening fingerless gloves . Her large full breasts were being hugg...
I was out all night partying with Jill and Niki and somehow got left behind alone in the nightclub when it closed. My walk of shame would begin as soon as I walked through those two front doors. I tugged at my dress before opening the doors to a city full of dim lit streets. No alarm sounded when I pushed the doors open and entered the city; my only grace i...