Note: All characters in the following story are 18 years of age or older. Any resemblance to real persons, places, or events is purely coincidental. * Jessi DeVille jiggled onto the floor of the Kit Kat Klub, her large, unfettered tits swaying proudly with every step of her 6inch white stilettos. The flowing silk skirt she wore was little more than a drama...
They say that life begins when the kids leave home and the dog dies. Well, that's when things started coming apart for me. It all started at the end of season Labor Day dinner dance at our country club although I had no idea about what was happening at the time. My wife Alice, is a petite 5'3" beauty, vivacious, personable and friends with every one. She is...
It all happened a bit suddenly. But then, that's probably the reason the term "sudden turn of events" was coined in the first place. It was a regular day out for Ava Devine. She was headed to the hottest, most happening club in North London for a special appearance. The club's owner was a huge fan and friend of hers and he wanted to spike up the glam quotie...
My God did I feel good. My pussy was throbbing. I felt like my vagina was the pulsing centre of my being. I walked quickly out of the bar and into the dark night. I realized that I still held the dildo in my hand. My orgasm started to fade and the alcohol thickened the back of my head. The cool air calmed me down. I was still walking, still holding the dil...
Ch. 4 Capture of The Night Terror Sarah Ranger waited along the wall of an abandoned building next to the Pussycat Club. Official a high class strip club the Pussycat Club was really an upper class prostitution ring run by the mob. She had watched this place over the past few days and had discovered that the man who had killed her parents, Igor Ivanski, was...
The Slut Training ClinicCh. 01 Lucy ran a delicate hand over one of her gigantic tits, stroking the soft, smooth flesh with her fingertips. She sighed audibly as her fingers traced a circle gently around one nipple, then reached in and tweaked it hard. She bit her bright red bottom lip as she felt a familiar throbbing between her thighs. The basement was fi...
My wife Michelle had come home from her work at her law firm at about 7pm. It was Monday. All weekend starting on Friday night she had either been at the bar or walking the street in front of the bar as a whore for a gang. This had been her choice, to become a whore and experience the thrill that the sexual depravation gave her. In the months that followed s...
Mandy West had a taste for holding secrets: Ever since the day she'd caught "mummy" sliding her pale thighs along the waist of a well-hung black man.... The Secrets were always sexual, for those were the only ones worth keeping. So Mandy, at 18, went about collecting the most filthy sexual secrets available, the only way she knew how... by creating them. A...
Jayne and I have always been discreet about our swinging lifestyle, in recent years having our fun purely at clubs and loving every minute of it. It was only a privileged few who we shared our adventures with, as we wanted to be careful with having two children and both of us in responsible, professional jobs. One of the few people I shared our adventures wi...
What an Easter break. One of the motorcyclists from our story The Fuel Stop had emailed me to say there was a run to the coast over the Easter break, and did Chas and myself want to join them, me especially. I replied saying we would love to go as it was some time since Chas had been for a long ride on his bike, and I added that I was ready for a good ride...