It's now time for my second to last punishment session at your office. It's going to be another after-hours one, which hints that something unusual is going to take place again. I cringe at the thought of what else could it possibly be that I haven't been subjected to already? Well for starter, when I walk into your office there's an odd-looking wooden benc...
I was interviewing for a high-level executive job with the president of the company, who happens to be a woman when I first met you as you greeted me on my way to the interview, an adorable 20-something, curvy, cute, with a plump tushy and a touch top-heavy, quite bubbly but still very professional. The president is an attractive, tallish, slim older woman...
Thanks to vgrove for the help…. I caught a lift from you because it’s about to rain. Not because I like you. I don’t. I’m amused by you. Yeah, that’s the right word, amused. You’ve got that cheeky little boy grin, but you know it. I don’t like guys who know it. I don’t like their expectation that it will get them places, not to mention get them into places....
I've been planning this for about two months. That's how long I've been going on my daily morning jogs. Every day I walk out my front door in a t-shirt and basketball shorts jog about a mile and a half the way to the old, abandoned shed at the end of the road. And then I turn around and run back, passing only trees. I live in the only house for miles around...
Angela pulled the ringing cell phone from her purse. "Hello?" "Hi, Angie" "Brenda! How's our favorite fly-babe? What's the news and schmooze? "Oh, just bunches. First off, Joe and I will absolutely be at you guys' New Year's Party. However that will be the last time I see you for a couple of months. I'm off to learn how to fly a new RPV and that's all I w...
There was this blond woman who worked in my office, Jennifer. She was small—-five-two-—but with proportionately curvy C-cup tits, a solid little ass, and shapely legs that could run a seven-minute-mile. She was five years younger than me—-just 25—-and while she didn't work directly for me, she was under me—-apparently in more ways than one. I'd often admir...
The second thing I noticed about her was the diamond ring on her left hand. As a single man, and a particularly horny one at that, who spends a lot of time on the road, I've learned to consider all women to be potential sex partners. It pays to note at the outset which ones are married. Not that I have any qualms about fucking a married woman, mind you; inde...
The night train was to depart at eleven. Mary could not afford a private sleeping car, and so purchased a ticket for a shared car. It was difficult negotiating the transaction—Todd was the one who knew French, and she had come to count on him. Never mind. She would do fine. Mary & Todd had had a great time in London, but things got a little complicated in D...
Courtney was upset. She didn't know what to do. Half of her wanted to feel Denise's face in her crotch, and the other half of her didn't want anything to do with fucking another girl. She was no lesbian, dammit! She decided to get laid. Really laid. Nailed, fucked, banged, screwed... she didn't care what anyone called it, she wanted cock in her. She put on...
Author's note: This is a work of fiction. All characters are eighteen years or older. This story features anal sex, a lot, so be warned in case that's not your cup of tea. Consider this just a silly, smutty parody of a few fantasy cliches. Don't expect epic tones or anything even vaguely resembling seriousness and you won't be disappointed when you don't fin...