The jarring sound of the alarm woke Kristy the next morning. As she took in her familiar surroundings, she had the brief notion that the whole weekend had just been a bad dream. Then she stretched and hissed as her body protested, the welts on her skin stinging and her abused muscles aching. She put her hand to her head in dismay and cursed as she felt the t...
The bottle hit the floor. The thick brown glass bottom gave an especially dark and heavy thud. I love that sound. It's the sound of familiarity, of being home, of not being shot at. The empty bottle spun in a circle as if to taunt me to play a game of truth or dare with myself. The TV had suddenly switched from late night re-runs of Columbo to a morning talk...
This a true story. The names have been changed, but everything depicted here actually happened one night to me and my fiancée. * Katie stormed out of the apartment. I climbed into the shower and turned the calcium crusted hot water knob. The ancient pipes moaned bloody agony, then sprayed out onto me a coating of ice water. Annoyed, I quickly decided that...
Stan Greenburg -- retired billionaire -- peered over his glasses at the fat, snaggle-toothed grandma sitting across the table. She's not as old as she looks, he thought. Probably only in her forties. She reeked of stale tobacco smoke. "What's your name?" he asked. "Marsha McCoy." "And you want to be a housekeeper?" "Yup." "This is a pretty big hous...
This is the fourth story of Shane's life away from the constraints of a 'normal' life. Please read the first three chapters before getting into this one. Please enjoy As always, please vote. There are five stars at the end of the story, choose one; let me know how I did. If you want to put some effort into the feedback, leave a comment. I would welcome t...
May 9, 1962 It is my eighteenth birthday and I have just arrived at my cousin's place. There is an arrangement of blood-red orchids within a black ceramic vase on the glass topped coffee table in the living room. A very Oriental looking arrangement. I am babysitting for my cousin Dottie, in her apartment in Sacramento, California. Dottie is a twenty-two ye...
"Oh, fuck me," I whined. "Yeah?" Adam called out from the kitchen. "I'm not talking to you!" I called back. I sighed and put down my razor. I was sitting on the toilet in our bathroom, shaving my legs. I had started shaving pretty quick after I started wearing leggings. I had never had much body hair, but it still felt weird, like my leg hairs were gettin...
Flowers were delivered on Saturday, and he texted her several times over the next few days. Sometimes funny, sometimes damn sexy, but always keeping her thinking about him. As soon as her phone chimed with an incoming message, she felt her pussy twitch. It was starting to feel Pavlovian; she felt both confused and exhilarated by their - uh, intercourse. On...
Edited by notemale. ************ We eventually stopped. I came down from his lap and he asked me to cleanse his cock that was coated with mixture of his cum and my love juice. "Look at me while you cleanse my cum..." He raised my head and then looked briefly into my eyes to make himself clear. I was humiliated by his demand to act like a porn star. I be...
In which Katherine exerts more control helped by Robert As he laid on the bed his stomach churned and his mind ran wild with jealousy evenly mixed with trepidation. He had received the severest caning of his life from Katherine, his wife of seven years, who was aided and abetted by Robert, her work colleague. As instructed John had left her with Robert in h...