Emma turned back to look into the mirror, posing her left side. The thick swell of her ass lifted the silky negligee she had draped over her firm body, her breasts holding the sheer nighty away from her, causing it to hang lightly in front of her firm tummy. She was super critical of her body, as any serious dancer would be, but especially so when she had t...
This is a serialized story, so reading the earlier chapters will greatly help with understanding what is going on. Thank you to everyone who's been rating and commenting on my stories so far. "Oh Heidi, that's great!" Kimberly said. She was in a conference room with the girl, and fortunately her desire to jump her was damped down. The vibrator/lunch br...
"By the Emperor, Nicodemus, can you stop gloating for long-enough to actually do something?" "Oh, sorry. Let me just use my 'blasphemous parlor tricks" to turn back time so that I can warn you not to go this way. Oh, wait, I DID tell you not to. Remind me again what it is you said." "Nicodemus, we don't have time for this." "I think it was something like...
Continual thanks to everyone for the high ratings and comments. I appreciate the feedback and I hope you're all enjoying this story. As mentioned previously the story is in darker territory and it sort of stays that way, though this chapter is not quite as intense as the last one. I'm keeping it in Non-Human because of Demorelle. If you're concerned about...
In Part One of this story my hot wife (Maggie) and I had agreed to do a full swap with another couple, something we had never done before. After a lot of research, some phone calls and then a meeting over coffee we met Rob and Anita for a Saturday night of fun. After hours of swapping and fucking in every position imaginable, the four of us took a break slip...
I was surprised by how quickly part one was read and commented on! I was also surprised by some of the stuff I've been ruminating on made its way into this story. I really appreciate the comments! The one questioning how our protagonist started his fire made me laugh. It was merely not mentioned, similar to not noting characters going to the bathroom. Let me...
The old adage goes that the lady of the house always discovers everything that goes on in said house, sooner or later. I guess I should have remembered that. My name is Ahmed Suleiman and I'm a man of Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I'm twenty eight years old, and recently completed my MBA at the Sprott School of Business at Carleton Un...
It had all began months ago, building from a small spark into a raging inferno. The outburst in the staff meeting only verified the culmination of my frustrations; whereas unwittingly, I had single-handedly undermined the confidence of our most trusted customer. The CEO called me into his office early the next morning and threw a round-trip ticket to Mazatla...
Part 1 My tongue pressed against my teeth when I saw the power vibe in my Master's hand. He had taken me to a nice wooded park for our morning training. I sat obediently while he pushed my pants to my ankles and opened my shirt to reveal my full and slightly bruised breasts. He knew why I was frowning. The day before he had kept me in constant arousal w...
Hi. My name is Quinn Jacobs. Why am I introducing myself? I don't know. I mean the only one that will be watching this little video is me. Maybe I'm a little nervous because of the subject I'm speaking on. It's just that what I have to say is so unbelievable looking back on it that I had to tell someone, even if it's just me. As to the subject, it's about my...