Having woken up early in the morning from what felt like a decent nights sleep, the first thing I realised that the crotch was sticky from the nights....private activity. Unfortunately as I slipped out my sheets and started fumbling my clothing off to hide the evidence of my masturbation, I noticed far too late Leanne standing in the doorway. Shyly I smiled...
I woke up Saturday morning in my own bed to the sound of my cell-phone going off, but I was still all dolled up like the suck whore I had portrayed the night before at Darnell's hands. With my wife out of town and me terribly bored, I'd gone to this bar to drink but I didn't know it was a...well...black bar. Still, I didn't want to seem prejudiced or anythin...
Sarah knew at the very moment when he placed his hand on her shoulder, her life was over and her mind went blank. She let him guide her back to the soft, plush chair, because she had no more strength to give. She was so close to her freedom. She damned herself for getting cocky and hanging around this demon too long. She tucks her knees up to her chin, wrapp...
Perhaps I simply didn't have the stamina of men a few years younger than me, or maybe I was too used to being married to a slut who went off to spend a night fucking other men, but as soon as the men left with the wife and I laid down, I fell instantly to sleep. I didn't wake up until there was a knock on the door, a few minutes after 9, and as promised I fo...
There is a rattling sound and for a moment, I don't know where I am. "Wake up, slave!" Then it comes back to me. I slept the night in my cage. Usually I would wake up in bed next to my master but I was bad yesterday. He put me in here as part of my punishment and told me to think about what I had done wrong. It's cold and uncomfortable and I don't like bei...
The day of my visit arrived, and you left your flat far too early to come and meet me. You'd been kicking your heels all morning and had convinced yourself that the journey into central London would take you an hour but thirty minutes later you were in the lobby of my hotel. "I'm here early," your text message said, "come down when you're ready". I smiled...
This series is the follow up to my earlier series "College Crossdressing Confessions." My wife forced me to make those confessions detailing my shameful addiction to wearing panties, pantyhose, and other girly intimates, and my panty pilfering ways in college. While I was making confessions to the public for the first time, my wife has generally been aware o...
Chapter One - Amnesia She felt the sting of the needle and then her world went black. Later... Strange voices coming to her like from a dream, she couldn't move or open her eyes. "Did he fuck her?" "What?" "Did he fuck her? We need to make it look like he fucked her." "I doubt they'll run any DNA given the evidence we're going to leave but if they fin...
Author's note: This story contains several anti-gay slurs. This is not meant to insult anyone, but they are necessary for the telling of this tale. I hope that the reader can see past any offense he might take, and understand why they are integral to the story. ***** Danny was storming around the campus. He had already been upset that Mary Margaret had a d...
Note- Not to be taken seriously, just another tall tale inspired by those in celebrity. xxx November 24, 2018. x Kaley Cuoco was not overly enthused when her best friend Amy Davidson invited her to a Murder Mystery Dinner on Thanksgiving. Located on Westwood Blvd Keith and Margo's dinner party was at Matteo's Restaurant, and offered an entrée, dessert a...