If there's one truth in sellin' liquor to hard workin' folks, it's that bartenders with big bosoms mean two things: healthy tips and thirsty patrons. That draw held, even at a recently refurbished saloon, outside of Dallas, Texas. Where more money than you could shake a stick at was spent to make old new again. And with every nail driven, and coat of paint...
OK, the hopeless romantic in me could not leave their story here. This is my ending. No sex but, hopefully, an interesting and enjoyable read. This is written in British English with a number of English terms. Most will be obvious from context but I have made a few notes at the end. Vitorio ~~~ No, not chance surely. There is a pattern -- isn't there? Wha...
This is my submission for the Wine and Old Lace event. I'd like to thank Nora Fares and Bebop3 for giving me reads, and special thanks to my Sweet Inspiration blackrandl1958 for her advice and editing. I was working in the US Embassy in Saigon towards the end of the war. I wish I could say that I was doing something glamorous, or exciting, like a CIA operat...
A Girl called Areola and her sister called Beaver by Vanessa Evans As usual, it's best if you read the earlier parts before this one. Part 08 Jade's Second Party Beaver and I arrived a bit early after promising to help Jade with the last minute organisation. Beaver and I had thrown a couple of dresses in the back of daddy's car and driven there naked, a...
Chelsea was sitting at her dinner table on a Monday evening working on a slide deck for her company's new product launch when a text came in. "Show us." A small jolt ran through Chelsea's loins as she rose from her chair to begin her punishment. It had been two days since her last encounter with her Master and Mistress and they had decided upon a devious p...
This is a work of fiction. None of the characters described here ever existed but all are in some way composites of people, places and experiences that I've had through the years. Also worthy to note is that my depictions of what takes place doesn't necessarily constitute an endorsement or condemnation of them. Life is above all else, messy and imperfect. -...
Chapter 49 -- Nguyet dabbles in Prostitution "When can I finally play the hooker?" asked Nguyet as soon as we had sat down at the café. It sounded a little more dramatic than it actually was, as all she wanted was to add a little spice to our affair. I didn't answer immediately but lit a cigarette first. "Whenever you want: next week?" I replied eventuall...
Note 1: This is a Christmas 2013 Contest story...so please vote and enjoy. Note 2: Thanks to goamz86 and MAB7991 for editing this story. Mistle-Blow: Three Nerds & a Beauty When we hired Amber we did so with rock hard cocks. The three of us, Ben, Eugene and I (Blair), were all nerds, who spent way more time working on computers than talking to people...
After Karen had me well under control, I was wearing panties all the time. I had begun wearing a bra that she had bought for me while she was out of town. Our latest love making session consisted of me wearing the panty to her sheer white gown set. She had let me out of my chastity device to make love to her. Of course, I had to satisfy her orally first. I w...
Since I always had to get Tyler's permission for every little thing I did, I asked him, one day in April, if I could call one of the factories in Bellewood to ask about summer work. His reply shocked me. He said, "No, you're not gonna be in Bellewood this summer, Davey, you're comin' home to Keenesburg with me." "What? No. No, I... I can't do that, no... u...