"I really need it tonight baby," Terri whispered to me, as we pulled the car into our favorite club. I knew she did by the way she had been acting the past few days. And when she dressed for this evening she certainly left no doubt. Her shortest, sexiest, black dress with spaghetti straps; her strappy high heels, and wearing her favorite [and mine] crotchles...
The hall was as tall as it was broad, stretching out from heavy oaken doors like a vast stone gullet. A vaulted stone roof painted in deep reds and glittering golds, lit by dozens of torches in black metallic sconces. Shadows flickered over windowless walls covered with old tapestries showing bloody deeds and dark, carnal rituals. A single red carpet stretch...
Almost a year had passed since Allison walked out of my life and I was beginning to realize that a vital piece of me was missing. I desperately wanted it back. At 46 I felt old and apathetic, lifeless. Barely able to make love to my own wife, I secretly longed for the erotic intensity of my yearlong affair with the flaming young adulteress. I saw her every...
Two years had passed since Jasminda, then a young novice submissive at Hanson House, had been presented to Mr Amin Al-Assad. That was almost two years since she had been sold to a Master as personal property. The young Filipina sometimes had to pinch herself to believe the life she'd been given. "Sold" – Jas often thought about that concept. She knew it was...
We have spent 2 years of bliss together. We have loved, laughed, and You have further enslaved Your boy to the point that i cannot refuse any order, and my sole existence is centered around pleasing You. Then You have to leave. i go on to meet a hot, divorced, soccer mom at the gym, court her, and marry her. i "settle", because i am alone and need someone. I...
AUTHORS NOTE: My apologies to all the wonderfully depraved male and female readers who have waited patiently for this next installment of THE ORAL BANK TELLER.. Your email comments have been greatly appreciated. I am humbled... and determined to continue my efforts on behalf of masturbators everywhere. As always, you may rest assured that these events did,...
Author's Note: Everyone is eighteen or older! ***** "One." "Hayden Christensen." "Two." "No fuckin' way, Hayden?" Dey tossed one of her cards down on the table. "Tap for this card," she said, jerking her chin to catch the attention of the table. The smart tabletop whirred and three of the land tokens -- two island, one mountain -- turned on their...
Previously on Changing Channels... Peter was watching the fight in awe when he noticed the vamp from last night staring at him. "Hey," the vamp said. "You're the slayer's little friend from last night. I think you'd make a good appetizer." In a flash, the vamp was on Peter. He leaned Peter back over the counter and bared his fangs ready to feed when Faith...
I woke up once again, right next to Hannah in my bra and panties to the sobering thought that I had to be a boy tomorrow. The thought killed me. I didn't want to go back to being a nobody after the amazing time that I had this past weekend. I was the center of attention as Bambi, everyone wanted to get to know me, well fuck me, but same thing. I sat up from...
I couldn't keep my eyes off of the elegant older woman sitting in the top row of the bleachers at the matinee of the ritzy horse fair. I also couldn't help but notice that she was making a less than subtle production out of lowering her designer sunglasses and looking me up and down, smiling in a cat-that-wants-to-swallow-the-canary way. Younger women, or...