DEBRA My first day off at St. Ophelia Retirement Village dawned dark and wet and cold. I could hear that magic sound of rain spattering on my window. Pulling the blankets up I tried to go back to sleep but I'm one of those people who can't help but get up and into the day. I rolled over and jerked off, had a shower, got dressed and went in search of break...
(Part 1) Introduced to FLM I'm trying to catch my breath, the pain is intense, and I've been crying like a baby. I'm naked, completely exposed, laying over a chair in the middle of our living room. My cock is locked in a steel chastity cage and my ass on fire from the spanking my wife and her friend have just given me. They are standing over me, finishing...
"Sometimes, I wish I still knew what it was like, to feel things, and to have a heartbeat," Shadya Ismail said, as she stood inside Dr. Jayson "Jay" Hawthorne's living room, looking more tired than he could ever remember seeing her. The tall, handsome African-American physician looked at her with concern, and for a moment, he looked much older than his thirt...
Swimming was a summer sport, and one not to be indulged in a Prada mini-dress. I was now very certain of that. Dripping little dots onto my hardwood floors, I snuck into the main room of my apartment, looking around, suspicious of whom might be hanging around. I didn't know the story behind my feys' complete lack of personal boundaries but I was determined t...
Acquaintance "Please make up your mind miss Aphrodite, because I have to come out of the water and I surely need my bathing suit for this reason," I said boldly. - "Mrs. Aphrodite, if you please," the mysterious woman says, particularly stressing the word "Mrs". "I most probably came up with an eccentric woman," I thought as I abruptly turned my back to h...
(Note : This is a genuinely true story. Kate is my girlfriend and we have lived together for just over a year. All the situations that follow actually happened as written. Above everything, she is the one who grinds my gears for me. No one else even comes close. I might occasionally write about other women, but she is the one that I desire and curl up to lat...
The story so far: debt-ridden Sissy Blane's first obligatory date with Mr. Plumrose is about to take place. '...there's nothing good or bad but thinking makes it so.' The truth of the old saying occurred to me as I awoke on the fateful Friday and was surprised to discover that I was looking forward to the events of the coming evening. Arising from my bed f...
paul stood nude in the bedroom door, his towel hanging over his shoulder, with a stunned, puzzled expression on his face. nikki followed his gaze and smiled as she saw what had caught his eye. She had more surprises in store for him this evening, and this was only the first. "What are THOSE doing in here? Did I bring them in?", he asked, his brow furrowing...
Weatherfield England, Summer 2012, the London Olympics year. This is Johnno Allthwaite 'Marathon Man's story in his own words. * We was down the Flying Horse one night having a few bevvies Al and me when this bloke in a tracksuit with a clipboard and stopwatch walks in. "Hey, no trainers allowed in here," some clever dick twat in a roll neck sweater pipe...
The sun was shining brightly through a chink in the curtains as Sarah set the table for breakfast in the Castle's morning room with its breathtaking views across the hills and high moorland of Wales and even, on a crystal clear day like today, to the smoky hills of the English midlands beyond. Sarah was dressed demurely this morning in a knee length black...