So we ordered a second round of drinks and I looked across the table at her. When I had asked her out initially, I had thought she was pretty cute, but I hadn't really studied her closely. She had sort of an understated figure and didn't accentuate it much with the clothing she wore at the office. She had worn jeans and a tank top when she came to meet me, w...
(The story continues -- after a hiatus -- with a long chapter and a new turn for Michael/Michelle.) * Amidst all my excitement about standing in for Anton's wife, I don't forget about Sharon back in Douglas. To me, doing something with Anton is quite sinful, forbidden and dangerous, while my memory of Sharon is all light, innocence and flowers. I send th...
(Fannie is sent away for slut/slave training! Her training will be chronicled in a future chapter.) Pt. 1 Fannie's husband S is on his way home from work as his cell phone rings. "Hello." "Hi S this is Cindy. Got a minute?" "Sure. Everything alright with Fannie?" He asked. "Perfect. Couldn't be better! She just left for home and I was just wondering...
This was all new to her. 33 years old and a veteran of numerous highly sexual relationships, Krissy could by no means be described as a stick in mud when it came to matters of the flesh. But here she was in a passionate clinch with her new man, highly aroused and in a state of semi undress, with his flatmate and girlfriend in a similar position at the other...
Work took me to San Francisco for a week. The flight out on Sunday took absolutely forever. All I did on the plane was work on my laptop, writing both stories and code. The stories were erotic in nature, and the code was to further my private descent into an exotic world of sexuality. My fantasy life had been filled recently with thoughts of sissies and cros...
Amy looked down at her slave Lisa, her former husband, which now appeared very effeminate. He stayed perfectly still on his hands and knees in front of her, not only because of his obedience but also the shock that he was finally able to cum with just the stimulation of his Mistress's strap-on. She looked down between her legs and saw the thick dildo protr...
___________ From the West Riding Gentleman's Informationer and Almanac on the 12th day of May in the year of our Lord 1787. To all who seek the most superb and luxurious for themselves or their clientelle. Please be aware that the new Vale Gorge Manufactory has commenced spinning, and will soon also commence weaving of the Highest Quality. Samples will be...
Note: This story was inspired by and dedicated to HairTickle. They saw my readings and asked me if I could write a story involving something they used to experience as a child and develop it into a story. So this one is to you, good sir. Hope you enjoy! For the record, this series contains bits of incest, so if that's not your thing, then don't read this....
Although at the far end of the beach, it was far from uninhabited. I saw a few groups of sunbathers between where I sat and Harry's newly proposed photographic location sit up to watch as they all walked by. Their tanned bottoms wobbled seductively as the two girls waved and walked past the male admirers behind them. Several pairs of glazed eyes followed my...
A pair of handsome, well-built twins named Bob and Brent attended Suburban South High School. They were complete opposites as Bob was a shy, reclusive virgin, while Brent was an outgoing womanizer. On their eighteenth birthday, their wealthy father announced that Bob would receive $50,000 for graduation because of his strong sense of morals and respect for...