Author's Note: This story includes two characters, Isabelle and Jacson, both of whom are above the age of 18. The story is written in the format of a diary, Isabelle's diary more specifically. This story also includes a massive penis, fetish-style sized, so if you do not enjoy such stories, I recommend reading another story, or continue reading with caution...
Michael watched Susan through the window. At 10:30pm, Susan always took her evening shower and since Michael happened upon this fact a few years earlier, he had been a frequent visitor to her back yard. Susan, now in her first year of college, was home for the summer. It had been a hot few days and Michael knew that she wouldn't skip a nice cooling off show...
She knelt in silence as she looked back into the bag and held her breath waiting for His next command. She picked up the collar and attached cuffs and looked over her shoulder at Him. “Choose well slut. If I don’t like what you choose you’ll pay for it. Remember your job depends on how well you please me.” She began to move to crawl back to Him and He lo...
Triad Ch. 1: Peeping It was a large holiday party, the kind with those obnoxious ice sculptures and big, white outdoor tents. I was downstairs, backed into a corner of small-talkers, watching for the restroom to be free, but I was getting impatient. I started to doubt its occupancy, excused myself from the group, and tried the handle. Someone called, "Sorry...
Chapter Thirty-Three . . . Sylvia noticed the library vanish around her and she found herself pressed up against the outside of a building. There were large bushes and trees around her, and it was either a complete eclipse or it was night time! She examined her outfit, and found she was in a black jumpsuit. Almost a cat suit, it fit so well on her. Complete...
Samantha and Amanda, both attractive early-30 singletons, shared a rented house in a picturesque village on the south coast of England. Hard-working professionals in the stressful world of marketing, they didn't get to spend a great deal of time in the home they adored. But when they did, they made the most of the opportunity to forget about work and relax...
It was hot as Hades. Yet the ground was still saturated from almost 10 straight days of rain, grass too wet to mow. Irony. I was standing in the dining room looking out the back door with a cup of coffee trying to figure out the weather. Winter had been mild but longer than usual, summer was looking to be a wet one, and hot. Hot as Hades, did I mention that?...
One summers evening many years ago, whilst in my early 20s I caught site of a peeping tom spying on my girlfriend and I having sex in the car. My girl was on top riding my hard cock, i suddenly became aware of a young man about 20 peeping above the car door, he must of got a great viewpoint of my glistening love juice soaked cock and the rear of my girl bob...
For some reason I'd wandered into my bedroom at about ten o'clock one night. I'd flicked on the light as I went it and it flashed and promptly went out again. Blown globe. Not bothering to get a fresh globe straight away I strolled over to turn on the bedside lamp. Before I reached the lamp I had to pass in front of the window and some movement outside caugh...
(It was late autumn of 1960 and I, David Shaw, was 20 years old and was following my hobby of bird watching. I had unfortunately been detained by Amelia Wiff-Naseford, headmistress, for being an alleged 'Peeping Tom' in the grounds of 'Dentwood Finishing School for Tall Girls aged 18 to 20 years old' one Friday. There were 120 girls registered at the school....