In this chapter, he gets treated like a king by an elegant lady. ***** Rachael I was pleasantly surprised to see Rachael at my door when I opened it. She was the owner and head chef of 'La Petite Maison', an exclusive bistro that specialized in French and Mediterranean cuisine, and she was carrying two large insulated food containers. As I helped her carr...
It has been 2 miserable days since I walked out of my house. I am not a heavy drinker so no I didn't stay drunk for 2 days and no I didn't cry my eyes out. I did a lot of thinking about my future and about my Daughter. My business crossed my mind a few times as well. Let me explain our business dealings together, Tony and I are partners. But I have controll...
Michelle Palmer loved futanari sex. Her job, her free time, and her relationships all revolved around her addiction. If there was any chance for her to have a futanari inside of her, she would drop whatever she was doing. It was her life. She could still recall her first time at age 18. While at a raucous house party to celebrate the end of the school year...
Gloria was talking to her daughter Cindy about why she didn't appear to have any boyfriends. Cindy was eighteen years old and currently had no boyfriend on the scene. She had in the past had a few dates but being quite a shy girl had not experienced anything more than minor sexual pleasures. She had started dating at the age of fifteen and it took about fou...
After a long afternoon of fucking another man's wife, I needed a good nights rest. I went back to the apartment and started dozing off as soon as my head hit the pillow. BiBi laid next to me a little while later, playing with my hair. I wrapped my arms around her and fell asleep with my head in her lap. I felt Belle rest her head on my chest. "We love you,"...
Eleanor speared a piece of ravioli on her fork as she listened to her friend chatter away. The restaurant was busy, but not busy enough to drown out the mindless rambling of her best friend. Eleanor was happy for Theresa, she really was. The glint of Theresa's engagement ring caught Eleanor's eye often, and she smiled along to Theresa talking about her wed...
Warning: this is a loving wife story involving a dominant wife helping a man come to terms with his repressed desires to be cuckolded, punished, and sissified. If these themes don't appeal to you, don't read. Thanks. ***** Chapter 6 Lace and Pastels The next morning, Victor could not find the boxers he had packed in his luggage. He ruffled around but to...
The following is the second part of a transcript of an interview I conducted with a female who contacted me after reading some of my work on the subject of foot fetishism. She told me she wanted to share her frank and explicit experiences of foot sex and that there would be no question too shocking for her to answer. My subject insisted that her real name...
"How do you like it?" Alyssa said, with bright, forced cheerfulness. Everything about the question stressed that it was not, indeed, a question. It assumed that the answer was "I love it.". She mandated it by her tone and her face that reflected back in the mirror at Dez, a tight smile, focused eyes that pleaded as much as they threatened. The camera was on,...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. **Author's Note: This is a flash story. ***** Danny Boudreaux rolled over and shut off the alarm clock before it could rouse Darlene Guidry. Then he snorted. He could light a firecracker and stick it up her ass and it wouldn't rouse the eighteen year o...