She took me into her bedroom. Spartan, like my own, the large black and burgundy covered bed dominating the room. She sat down on the bed, her hand still engulfing mine, gently pulling me down to sit beside her. She'd left the door open, and in the near silence of the house, we could hear Cid and our Master speaking quietly in the living room. "You saved...
Prologue Francine was satisfied that she had discovered the key to getting appealing sales pitches from Jeffery. Francine reached between them and levered Jeffery's cock out. He was tuned up and ready to go. Placing the tip, she sprang lightly, tapping his erection into her vagina. Jeffery quaffed her exposed nipples. Francine set a moderate, steady pace, e...
I was in the ladies restroom, hands propped on the sink, staring at my reflection. Who was this stranger looking back at me? Someone who had just been thoroughly wrecked before lunch time, that's who. I run some water and scoop it into my mouth, swish, then spit. Pussy tastes great in the moment but you don't want that taste to linger. My skin is still flush...
Westfall was a land of brown. Romantic farmers often claimed it was a land of gold, but really it was a land of brown. All overpowering brown from the crops that farmers forced out of the ground. The thing about Westfall was that it wasn't even the most fertile of Stormwind's provinces. That title went squarely to the Elwynn Forest. However, Westfall still p...
Welcome - A few explanatory notes. 1. This is not a BTB story. While I occasionally enjoy reading those, especially if they are creative, this is not one. If you think the only response to cheating is a scorched earth campaign, please read no further. You will not only be disappointed, but angry. 2. While there is quite a bit of reference to sex in the sto...
I woke up that morning with Sir's hands on my body, kneading my breasts gently. I wiggled my arse against Him to let Him know I was awake. In response, His hand moved more forcefully on my breast, tugging at my nipple, while the other slithered down my belly to open my legs. I don't know why He had this power over me; I had been aware of Him for about thirty...
This is the eleventh in a series of stories about a scientist named Edward Vitello who has in his possession a very, very powerful love potion developed in a secret government sponsored research project that, to his dismay, was cancelled. He is determined to continue the research by doing human trials on a wide variety of selected women. The chemical is ca...
Why did I agree to accompany the young salesman to his hotel room? Over the previous four years, in many hotels I had received countless similar propositions but every time had left rejected suitors behind, including several both better looking and more persuasive than Richard, my companion for the night. Was it because Richard seemed relatively inexperience...
No sooner had the door closed then Bobby heard the snap, snap of her fingers and saw the signal to lose the clothes. Quickly shedding and depositing his shirt, slacks, socks and shoes into the secure laundry chute he shut the chute door. The slide ended two floors below in the basement laundry room. Having no access to clothing happened to be another of her...
"I can't believe I am even thinking about this" Mike's said outloud to the empty car as he dialed the phone. After a few rings, a cheerful "I MISS YOU!!!!" rang out. Mike's stomach sank as some guilt settled in, and he very nearly backed out. But the anticipation and hope of things to come took over. "I miss you, too, Baby" Mike responded to his loving wif...