It had been weeks since the episode with Brenda, but Trixie couldn’t put it out of her head. Every time she saw the woman heat rushed to her cunt, even in the most unlikely situations. She almost came in the middle of the grocery store when she saw her mistress- no! that woman handling grapefruits. God knew she had tried to forget, but damn it all, no one ha...
As she waited in her car, Brenda couldn't believe she was here again. Her short, shallow breathing and rapid heartbeat gave away her apprehension. "My God," she thought. "I'm a happily married wife and mother, why can't I stop doing this." Brenda was the prototype Soccer Mom. She was 33 years old, married 10 years, living in the suburbs with a 9 year old...
The start of something good. I see you as you walk off the plane and I feel a wet, pulsating feeling between legs, the thought of all the fun we are going to have this long weekend. You see me from a far as you step off the plane and immediately you feel arise in your pants as you try to control it being in public you are having a hard time knowing of all...
Chapter 1 (of three): Brenda could have or do anything she wanted Brenda had a hysterectomy as a result of complications from the birth of her daughter who she named Sydney. Fortunately for her, she got the house in the hills in the divorce plus one million dollars in cash. Her ex husband Charles also had to pay four thousand per month until Sydney was eigh...
The examination room incident the day before had had a profound effect on Brenda. She had never behaved in such a way before, and still wasn't sure how it had happened. As she had led the young woman into the examination room she had no thoughts other than doing her job professionally and conducting a standard body search. Obviously the fact that the woman...
Brenda watched in the mirror as her Master stepped out of his patrol car. He was an imposing figure in his uniform, 6ft 2in, 210lbs, wide shoulders and narrow waist and as always, the mirrored sunglasses. He carried a small black bag with him. The bag he always brought to their meetings. Even though Brenda was never sure what would be in the bag, she knew fr...
It starts with "Loving Wives" but quickly becomes "Fantasy". The actors in this script are of legal age, but may portray maturing young adults. This is a work of adult erotic fiction and contains descriptions of sexual acts between consenting adults. If you're under the age of consent where you reside, delete this file immediately. If it is illegal to obtai...
I want to thank everyone for reading, voting and commenting on our story. I submitted the first six chapters, and Rebeccasm submitted chapter 6 through 12. I will be submitting chapters 12 through 18. We have both worked hard on this series and as such both deserve to share the postings. Hopefully you will visit both of us and enjoy the series. As I mention...
I had what I felt was a normal middle class upbringing with the typical boyhood crushes. I kissed my first girl in seventh grade and French kissed another the following summer. I even touch a girl's breasts through her sweater once in eighth grade. I always wondered what might have come next if my parents hadn't decided to move us completely across the count...
Brenda rushed the recovery from her orgasm. She had a plan. She roused Janice and dragged her into the bathroom. While Janice peed, Brenda dampened towels. "Janice, we need to clean them up. There's going to be blood and cum everywhere." "Oh, okay," Janice responded still in an orgasmic fog. They returned to the bedroom. Brenda directed Janice over to Tom...