Alex McCord stood on the steps of the courthouse contemplating what was turning out to be a beautiful day. Dark clouds formed earlier threatening to drench the city in one of its frequently occurring summer thunderstorms, but now the clouds were gone without an inkling of rain and the sun was high in the sky. He rolled his broad shoulders as he divested hi...
As I looked down at the frosted mug of beer in front of me I shook my head slowly. It has been six months since this all started and I just needed to have some time to reflect on all that has happened. It all started on a Tuesday last April when John Meyer came into my office and asked me if I wanted to stop and have a beer with him after work. I said that...
I would like to thank the readers for the great feedback. I hope to continue this storyline to your liking. Feel free to offer suggestions. The feedback helps. * Yesterday I was a shy, young, teenage pool boy minding his own business. Today I am dressed as a sissy slut and just finished eating my Mistress' pussy. My arms are handcuffed over my head and at...
This is far from my usual story. There is a non-consensual element, but that is not the focus. It is a love story, so not that far outside my normal. If that element bothers you, you should seek other entertainment. Thanks to my team: My readers, SBrooks103x, and my mentor, Harddaysknight. My editors are Papakilo14, Olddave1951, GeorgeAnderson, Hal and Pixe...
I vaguely felt Peter leave my arms in the morning, but I was so filled with contentment, I barely stirred. I had dreamed in the night, and they were still strange dreams, but more along the lines of Peter and I reaching out for each other across deep chasms and raging rivers. Always in my various dreams, we touched our hands, but we were still left with the...
Of course they discuss the play and the ruckus around Mr Wilde, the playwright having acted out the whole scene for the lot of them, but after that the conversation turns towards Mr Grey and mostly Father Nicholas. Whereas Vincent and Adison are inclined to take Father Nicholas' words very seriously, George is not worried. Not about himself, Tristan, Paul...
This is the seventh in a series of stories about the consequences of the actions some wives take. When a marriage and children are involved, the consequences can be painful. This is one of those cases. * She thought to herself there was no possible way things could be any better than they were. She told herself again that she was blessed: she had it all....
Chapter 3: The Lady Captain's Year -- January to June Following the normal pattern, the Captains drive in was arranged for the first Saturday in January. Sally and I played together in the Fun Competition and though we did not win, we played well enough to enjoy the round. In my eyes this was Sally's day and I was determined that she would have a successf...
I fidget in my seat, smoothing the skirt of my dress down for the hundredth time, waiting for further instructions. His IM earlier said to wear a dress, nothing underneath, and for me to insert my Ben Wa balls. Then I was to go to the lobby of the hotel and wait for further instructions. My IM beeps and I fumble my cell phone. I read: Get up, walk through t...
You are walking back from dropping your kids off at school its early Friday morning; you can feel the butt plug deep inside you. Your pussy is so wet that's its soaking your sexy black thong as you walk. You are keen to walk quickly as you are aware that you do not have much time before you will have to back home again in order to get ready for work. You h...