I've been looking over at my phone every few seconds. She was supposed to call me by 1:00 A.M. It's 1:10 now. I'm just being stupid. Still she did say she'd call me by 1:00. She could at least text. I'm doing everything I can to be disciplined and not call her. I've made it ten minutes, that's something. I'm trying to keep myself occupied. Straightening u...
This chapter is the last go-round for Lloyd and his acquaintances. Once again any resemblance to biker gangs, websites, restaurants, hospitals, or anything on Earth is strictly coincidental. Fiction here with a capital F. ***** I fill out the paperwork on Vicky as I await word on her condition. Not really sure how much I care at this point, but I was bro...
She stood, silent, with her head bowed, her feet spread beyond shoulder width apart and her hands held behind her back. She was wearing only the heels, stockings and garters. The rest of her clothing lay piled around her feet where she had dropped them off at his direction. She stood on a platform raised slightly above floor level from the rest of the room....
First submission. Comments and criticisms welcomed. Be kind. ***** Mrs E is back! God only know where she's been. I need to see her so badly, my pantie fetish is all consuming and I am taking such risks to get 'fresh' ones. The fear of getting caught though is in my mind worth the risk to inhale the scent of a damp pair before masturbating over them. It's...
Author's Note: This story involves a fictional company with a fictional website. ***** Having a major pregnancy fetish, but not wishing to find a man and become pregnant, I found the following pregnancy simulation kit on the internet. I was highly aroused by the idea. It was more than I wanted to spend, but my fetish won and I ordered anyway. Only 2 days...
An ebony hand laid to rest on the royal blue ruffled of the queen regent. "Will you be needing any assistance in these trying times, my queen?" warbled a dusky warmth from behind her. In reply, the queen reached up and wrapped her own dainty set of digits around the knobbled sausage-thick fingers comforting her. "No. I have a kingdom to run now; my people...
Being a pastor is an awesome responsibility, and I do feel the burden of the office. I want to make myself available to help people in their lives. Sometimes my methods are unconventional but I feel a responsibility to do almost anything to help my flock. One of the people that came to me for help was Nancy. Nancy was a widow, her husband having passed away...
Disclaimer: This is a pure stroke story with very little plot or character development. If you carry on and read it don't say you weren't warned! +++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Mrs Victoria Danvers married James, her first love and childhood sweetheart, over thirty years ago as soon as they both finished university. She was a caring mother to four wonderf...
Dinner time in the Barker house. Always a welcome respite from the cooler weather. My husband Lucas and I had originally come from Australia, as did our two dinner companions - Zachary and his husband Kyle. We were not just friends. We had been companions in life from day one. You see, Lucas's mother and my mother were best friends. So were Lucas and Zachar...
I thought it would be really easy but it wasn't. So many times I played it through in my head and it was sure to be a doddle. There's absolutely no way she'd laugh in my face- or would she? Less than 48 hours had passed since I'd had my hand in Ann's knickers. Not very dignified admittedly, against a wall outside a Liverpool nightclub with goodness knows wh...