Chapter 1: Breaking Him In This is the first installment of many - one in which you can take part. Mail me, or visitmy group, tell me about yourself - or your alta ego. Each person a character in the scenario we build, woven together by story and however else we create it. Colour and creed are unimportant - come as you are and be what you have always felt,...
I placed an ad online. She answered, mentioning her rates while giving a quick overview of the types of things she would, and would not take care of. We exchanged names, phone numbers and then I promptly forgot that I'd decided to make an arrangement. Herein lies my problem. I am busy, simultaneously I hold three jobs which eat the majority of my time. I a...
I love being on my hands and knees in front of a man. I love lowering my head and lifting my ass up in the air, offering myself to him. I love how wanton it makes me feel. I love the feeling of exposure that I have as I spread my legs, knowing he can see how wet my pussy is and how much I want his cock. How much I need his cock. I love the feeling of anticip...
My name is Lela. I'm one of those large women you see walking around with a shirt that says Fat And Proud. I think you should embrace who you are. So what if I'm six feet ten inches tall, with large breasts, a thick and curvy body and a big plump ass? I can't exactly grab a magical wand and turn myself into a skinny playboy centerfold, can I? I'm not sure I...
Thanks to RickES for editing my story. I dream of having a ranch one day. One with huge acreage, animals, a nice house and stables. Only this wouldn't be any ordinary ranch. This ranch would be different because, instead of having the stables filled with horses, my stables would be filled with women. That's right, filled with women, on their knees waiting a...
I didn't immediately realize that she was naked until I started rubbing her back and realized what she'd used to clean me up. The feel of her silky skin under my fingertips sent blood flowing through my body, reviving my half-hard cock. I moved my hands up her strong back and buried them in her thick hair, pulling her back and ravishing her throat with rough...
It was a Friday afternoon that seemed of little consequence. I got up, shaved, cleaned and pampered my body. After my underwear was in place I wore my usual boot socks, boots, jeans and a plaid shirt. The bar at Fulton Street was busy that afternoon when I arrived about 2:00 and everybody including Lori (the owner) seemed glad to see me. Joe Turley and I too...
Days went by and turned into weeks and Donna settled into this new home almost as nicely as she had settled into her new life 4 years ago. This place was bigger than the apartment she used to live in with her daughter, making remembering where everything was a little bit more tricky. Luckily, it was ages before she was blindfolded, except in the bedroom. In...
This isn't a history lesson. It's a story of the wild west. Grab you a whiskey and sit back and listen. The young man rides the dusty street under the blazing noon sun. A saloon is straight ahead, the weathered wood a ghostly shade of white. The horse stops in front of the watering trough. Sliding off the saddle, the man hitches the reins to the wooden bar....
Tears streaked her face as the pain in her heart sharpened for her beloved Knight Shadow and the guilt that she betrayed his love. She walked to her window and sat on the sill wrapping her hair around her finger when an object caught her eye darting through the woods off of the Palaces property. She strained her eyes with the old feeling from her pass runnin...