Frank was a twenty-five-year-old man who hated his low-paying job because it did not pay enough money. He had a lame job as a fish and chips server at a fast food chip shop in London. He had worked at the place ever since he left school and he found the job beyond crappy and boring. The only good thing about working there was that sometimes groups of young h...
"Mrs Carmall, excuse me, could you come over here for a moment, please?" Jennifer looked across the wide corridor towards the young gentleman standing outside the Customs and Revenue Inspectorate office. She flushed slightly, partly from surprise, partly from uncertainty as to why she should be called over at this stage. Carefully, she manoeuvred herself ou...
***It is 1917 in the heat of the Russian Revolution. Natasha, bored and horny in a tedious party meeting, fantasizes about sexually dominating her comrades. Borya takes over the fantasy of his brazen lover, turning it into his own. This is part two of a fantasy that starts with the story "The Milk Orgy." *** Borya carefully guided Natasha up her apartment s...
Kristi and I own what we like to call a mini farm, 29 acres. We really enjoy the privacy, but yet we are close enough to have a great group of neighbors. It provides the perfect mixture of rural living, the suburbs, and close proximity to the city. Well with any house and especially one with a few acres, there are certain things that have to be done prior to...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. *** i lived the last years of my life enslaved body and soul to a man who broke me. He took all i was, and remade me in the image of his most loathsome desires. It's easier for me to think about it that way. It's easier to forget that i craved his afflictions as much as his affectio...
My name is Dale Matthews. It didn't used to be my name. I used to be called Willie Moore, hell, I didn't like that name but everyone called me that anyway. I wanted to be called William, no one did. Fresh out of high school, I got a job driving a fork truck. Somehow that is the way things seem to go in today's world, there are no jobs available doing what y...
An opportunity for promotion caused me to put in a bid on a position in Chicago. Success! Now I must disentangle myself from several real nice girls here in Rochester. My first week at the new job was hectic as would be expected. Meeting new people, figuring out my boss and what made him tick, and so forth. One thing I hadn't worked on yet was new girlfrien...
The party was at Jackie's house. It was a nice little single-story three-bedroom located at the termination point of a cul-de-sac, nestled amid the city's suburbs. To either side and extending forever were more houses, identical in all but color, their stepford lawns and neatly pruned trees providing fair warning to the sedate, conforming atmosphere of the...
DAY FIVE-DOUBLE CROSSED (Fannie's loving husband unwittingly sets his wife up for her first gangbang!) B-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z- Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z -z-z-z-z-z-z 'OH God! Someone please shoot me!' he thought to himself while reaching for the alarm clock. It is morning and S had hardly slept a wink. His head pounded like a bass drum as he suffered from a majo...
This was the place to be; Damon Hargrove made a habit to frequent 'Celeste's Bar & Grill', a charming establishment, and even though no one seemed to know exactly who Celeste was, the place was attracting the new generation of financially independent urban hedonists. Always fattening their bank accounts off the stock-value of recent advancements in virtual r...