Brenda was a 23-year-old bank teller at First National Bank. Her black hair went down to her bra strap and made her dark green eyes stand out even more. She was 5 feet 6 inches and liked to wear small-heeled shoes to make her slightly taller. She had smallish breasts, which matched her tight, round, small bottom. She figured she got her nice ass from standin...
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...
A couple of weeks after Ashley returned to California, I was sitting in my home office finishing up some paper work and a few last minute touches on one of my projects when the phone rings. I answer it and the voice on the other end is none other then Ashley Tisdale again. "Hey Girl, what's happening?" I ask, answering the phone. "Oh, not much, just callin...
This story is a sequel to Soccer Mom Slave published on 6-26-13. To put this story in context and to better understand the characters I suggest you read that story first. -Kahiltna- Wednesday Brenda had been running errands most of the morning. After dropping the kids at school she went to her aerobics class at the health club. Then it was off the dry...
Georgina took her cup of coffee to the sitting room, and looked at the luggage she had packed earlier. She had never packed this early - normally she would always pack just before she went - not that she was disorganised - rather it was the most effective use of her time. Equally she had packed so many times for teaching trips, lecture tours, weekend confere...
Looking at the wall clock, Brenda knew that the second orgasm had taken longer than the first one but that was to be expected. She had anticipated that. She knew that each orgasm after this one would be more difficult, based on past experience and having seen the unbelievable amount of sperm collected in the catch cylinder; she wasn’t sure if a third orgasm...
Chapter 2: The Lake The suggestion that they all spend a long weekend at the lake had come only a few days after they had got back from holiday – back from the holiday where Tom and Brenda, and Simon and Marie, good friends for ten years, had at last become lovers. Before the holiday, they had always had a lot of fun together. They had often flirted outrag...
Tori walked through the entrance of the small neighborhood club and paused to let her eyes adjust to the muted light. It was fairly crowded for so early on a Friday evening. She had just stopped by for a drink on her way home from work as she only lived a couple of blocks away and had no other plans for the evening. It was a comfortable place, cozy enough...
Marie rolled onto her back and stretched sensually. Her back arched as her hands and arms reached out above her head, her hard nipples, perched at the tip of her firm breasts, reaching up towards the sun. She relaxed, resting back on the towel that was still cool despite the heat of the late afternoon sun, her hands still above her head, her breasts taut on...
Madge had been preparing for her special day for over a week now and a very special day it was going to be. Madge had her needs and her husband of 12 years had been neglecting those needs for at least two years, preferring the company of the guys at the Golf Club to that of his sexy wife. Not that she was growing old in her mind and spirit; she knew that he...