It was a gorgeous day; the sky was a lovely baby blue covered with white, fluffy cumulus clouds. What awaited me around the next bend was much, much darker indeed. I had been cycling for hours, riding my way across the country on bicycle, and decided that I needed to get a drink and refill my water bottles for the next leg of my trip. I must have looked...
Author's Note: All characters depicted are 18 years of age or older. * Anita and Shilpa were teachers in the local convent high school in a small Indian town. They were both in their late forties, youth and beauty fading away, and so were the charms of their ageing husbands. They bonded together really well, having common interests as well as closely relat...
Chapter 08 – Maid to Order That last hand of poker Emma and I played stayed with me for weeks. I saw the turning of the cards in my sleep. I had four of a kind, more often than not unbeatable, but on that Saturday afternoon I was beaten. The price was worth paying but the damage to my ego lingered. I went through the next week and a half in a haze, until I...
I need you to punish me. We both know how my dirty male mind works, we both know how uninhibited I can be, and we both know that I need to be taught a lesson. I need you to be my teacher. I need your discipline and guidance. Only from a woman as strong and beautiful as you can I truly understand obedience. I need to know that I am a worthy slave. I need to...
"The Flaming Llamas?" Ian chuckled as his eyes scanned the concert ticket in his hand. "What sort of music do you like anyway?" He dropped the ticket on the counter and removed the apron from his torso. Sara shrugged. "I don't know. I like sappy stuff," she admitted with blushing cheeks. Music... will Ian and I ever have a song together? When will we share...
Susan looked back over the numbers as she sipped her coffee. In the background, chatty morning talk radio spoke of sports and sex positions and someone laughed. There is always laughter on morning talk radio. Something is always funny. But Susan couldn't enjoy it, because there was no time to laugh. She was crunching her businesses' numbers. Yesterday, seve...
A/N If you like any of the content in the story please hit the like button, it really helps to motivate me to keep writing. Thanks and enjoy the story! Located in a rather rough neighborhood in the massive city, Club XXX fits in rather snugly with its dingy front and the 'Club XXX' sign flickering at random intervals, its neon red light illuminating the imm...
I enjoy pushing my boytoy to the limit. The other night I spent all evening teasing him and making his balls fuller and fuller, using different parts of his body to make myself cum, but not letting him cum, or even touch his aching cock. I used him over and over again, until it was time to get ready to go out. Just before we went out for a drink with friend...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** I had told you about how I had met old Mr. Spandwick and how he had insisted on dressing me up like his granddaughter, Alison, before having his way with me. Pretty hot, right? I thought so too, but it did freak me out a bit... It just wasn't the kind of thing I had ever done befo...
The last few years have been a tumultuous ride as I begin to look at growing older. I suppose it's time I pass on some wisdom, perhaps, but frankly, passing on some stories of adventures seems just as profound to me! But these are not stories of mountain climbing or travels, unless you count explorations of kink to be 'travels'! Inheriting money changes eve...