Note: This story is the sixteenth episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous fifteen episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommen...
Chapter 3: Sunstrokes June 4 was a scorching hot day with the mercury in the thermometer reaching thirty degrees by 8:00 AM. Danger had just gotten out of bed and was slowly getting ready for work. He was enjoying his new job especially since he worked from one in the afternoon to nine in the evening. Danger was definitely not a morning person and this job...
The first few weeks in Los Angeles were really nice. But after that I began to feel that I needed to be doing something new, for myself. Natalie was everything I dreamed she would be, and more, but she was constantly in meetings with her people for preparation of her new movie. I always stayed out of sight when she had people in the house because once the...
My story started several years ago when my best mate Phil and I were out having a quiet drink while our wives, Tina and Laura, were on a hen night. The conversation always turned to sex as we both moaned that we never got enough. Our wives used to take our moaning in good spirit as “typical men’s moans”. Anyway the conversation this night centred on our dro...
The next day I called in sick, I had lots of things to arrange. I went into my office, sat down and started planning. The first I had to do was to buy a web-domain, something like smoothskin.com (I have closed the site a long time ago). I logged on to my computer and registered the page and ordered a web-hotel. Once that was done, I started working on the la...
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This was my first trip to Las Vegas. I flew out early from the east coast to make a 2:00 p.m. conference start. On the flight out I had a layover in Chicago. The first plane ride was uneventful and I somewhat dozed off for most of the flight. Boarding the second plane from Chicago to Las Vegas I sat in the far rear of the plane in a window seat. The plane co...
It had been a long day, much like many of the days in the three weeks' previous. Norah had left the office well after dark, hours past her usual departure time, head fairly swimming with numbers from the last round of audits. At least I hadn't been the only one left staying so long, she thought, remembering the early days where late nights hunched over paper...
Her name is Jessell. She's 5'6, long, red, curly hair, with green eyes and a wide sensuous smile. She's a little bit plump, but it works for her. Her breasts are an overflowing handful by the looks of them beneath her v-neck blouse. She has on a skirt that reaches just above her knees; it hugs her ass perfectly. I met her while shopping on Friday afternoon...
Outside the rain is falling and I have my window open to enjoy the ambience. Tomorrow promises to be as busy a day as today, and the soothing sound of the rain calms my mind. It also provokes my memory. It was on a night like this that I finally penetrated the mystery of Majken. She was a beautiful girl, one year younger than myself, broad chested, shorter...