"Landing strip or baby bald?" asked 50 year old platinum haired Mandy Collins holding the safety razor in her finger's, looking at her girlfriend Nikki Brown. Redheaded Nikki, 40 and only 5 feet tall, took a cheek hollowing drag off her VS 120, then ashed the glowing tip in the ashtray next to the toilet, where she sat nude except for her 6 inch clear acryl...
Sarkopheros Says: Part two of the miniseries! I'm not sure how many parts are left. Probably one or two more. This one ended up pretty hefty at 10,434 words. I almost considered breaking it in half, but I ultimately decided it made more sense not to. This chapter is more along the lines of classic Brod. While chapter one was femdom heavy, this one is a str...
"Okay, what now," she said. Her eyes smiled at me as she rolled them. She was getting impatient but I was going to make her suffer and wait. I grinned at her, "Hmm... Let me see... Have you got anything left?" She looked down and her supple lips pouted. After a moment of staring at me with her puppy-dog eyes, her eyes lit up as she just realized something...
The morning of my 21st birthday had arrived. I was not expecting anything special, though. You don't get much celebration when you are a single lesbian with no close relatives, a lover who is often out of town, not really any friends except the guys and girls from the Friends of Dorothy club. I got up and showered. I took the time to look at myself in the mi...
Author's Note: This is a copy written work of fiction, which is for fantasy and entertainment purposes only. Amos Mack labored in the hot, southern, August sun. It was almost 1 pm. He was 25 and a former powerful inner city black gang leader, who had just been released from prison, where he had been serving a ten year sentence for killing a rival gang le...
I work in a bookkeeping office in Midtown Manhattan. I live on the Upper West Side with my wife, Rachel. We've been trying for a bit of time to have a baby but, to this point, haven't had any luck. I should add here that I have a rather strong fetish for pregnant women. This is something that is fun, if a bit inconvenient at times. Here's why: I have a co-w...
Daniel was divorced and living alone. His stupid job had been the cause of his marital problems because he had to spend so much time on the road. If only he and his ex-wife Sally had kids, she would have had something to keep her occupied whenever he was away. But that was not to be, no matter how hard they tried, and Sally's apparent barrenness overburdened...
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Orders for the second day were to show up at his work at five, dressed up like a model again. It was hot for an autumn day when I stepped off the bus, as I had a couple weeks earlier. I walked through the parking lot wearing three inch heels and a tight, form-fitting dress. This one was navy blue with white trim, and exposed my arms, cleavage, and legs below...
"Buzz... Zap!" Oh Sweet Mother in Heaven, it's happening again... " This thought screamed through our 50 year old platinum haired Sexy Mandy's brain. The buzz was always followed by the most gut wrenching orgasms and Oh My God it was happening again. "Earlier That Morning" Mandy sipped her expresso and enjoyed her 10th morning cigarette, The persistent ri...