Note: No sex, just a story. I think I caught her totally by surprise. I'm almost sure that she expected me to say "Yes dear" and then do what she wanted. After all, hadn't that always been the way of it? +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ I met Betty Ann during my second year in college. We were both Business Management majors and we were takin...
"How was the interview?' Kate asked as I walked into our home. She was interested in my new job opportunity, if only for the possibility of having more of my money to spend. I didn't say a word and walked back to bedroom with my briefcase. "Is everything OK, honey?" She asked, following me. Everything was OK. It was better than OK, it was the best day of...
(To the reader: This continuation of the story is told in the same style as the original installment. It was necessary in order to maintain the story line itself. PRECAUTIONARY DISCLOSURE: all characters in the following story are above the age of 18.) * The next morning I'm downstairs... in the big conference room... where the company has provided a spr...
"What a MILF!" Otto commented, as he noticed Stacey walking by him. There was just something about that particular salesgirl which especially attracted the mall's manager. It was true that the mall's rules technically discouraged any kind of relationship with staff, but she wasn't on the shopping center's payroll and thus not really his subordinate. She wo...
Amanda had recently decided to turn her hobby, being a slut, into a profession, being a whore. Being a whore was the same as being a slut, but you got paid for having a guy pounding in your orifices. After her recent experience with her fathers colleague, Amanda had decided to broaden her horizons and take on some new clients. But first, she had a date to k...
The date-rape drugs described here—GHB, MDMA and Meth—are real, just, to my knowledge, never compounded for effects quite like those described. The carrier DMSO acts exactly as described and has been used as a substance-drug carrier across the skin for years. I have personal experience with the hypnotic state described here - In the hands of an unethical a...
Jack Be Nimble: 1997-Main Course "The Heart's Filthy Lesson, with her hundred miles to Hell." -David Bowie Hello Gentle Readers, My, my, my, over a thousand views of my little recounting. I'm flattered. Granted it's not as oft-read as say "A. My name is Alice" (to say nothing of the votes). I find it deeply amusing to see Freud's Oedipus theory personifie...
Copyright © 2017 David Caddell All rights reserved. - For as long as she could remember, she had always felt destined to endure a struggle of internal conflict as if driving her life like a car stepping on the gas and the brake pedals simultaneously - Could it ever be any different? During such frequent nights of emotional turmoil, Naomi would often pick...
Thanks to Cyber Chick for all her help in ironing out the wrinkles. * There lay Evan and Elizabeth, naked and intertwined on a conference table. Cathy, the presenter in charge of inducting these newbies into the business, caught them having sex in a small board room just moments before. She had enjoyed their little display, despite the fact they should hav...
Mia Hogh—say it as 'Me-a-ho'—said, "I'm yours. You own me." Worried, I replied, "Mia, I know you're in guilt mode. That's OK. But I just can't 'own' another human being. I don't want a slave, even pretend one just for sex." She said, "I still love sex. If I can't be your whore, then I'll be your slut. I love to be penetrated by a hard cock ... yours. Love...