After work, I liked to walk home along the riverbank. Working in a club, it was always dark when I finished, even in high summer. And because very few people used the towpath at night, I felt safe walking home in my waitressing outfit. It was a skimpy outfit. The club was a gay bar on the outskirts of town, and I lived on a small estate nearby. I liked livi...
The billowing of the sheer drapes, in the pre-dawn breeze, awakened me. As I sat up in the bed, I looked at the sleeping form of Jeanne. She was lovely. I got out of bed and padded across the room to close the French doors and draw the heavy velvet drapes. I looked over the small balcony towards the moon dappled sea in the distance below my suite in this lux...
All week at work was a blur of disappointment. I couldn't focus and everything I touched I broke. I just could not stop thinking about Reg and how much I really wanted him to touch me, and fuck me...I couldn't stop thinking about it! So much for being a confident consultant, I could barely string a sentence together all week. I was so horny by the end of t...
Dave rushed home and with his excitement boiling over began to prepare things for the evening. He tied a few scarves to high backed oak chair in the living room and then moved throughout the house to place other restraints where he would want them. He had stopped off at the local Wal-Mart and gotten a few cabinets that had been designed to hold clothing and...
A note to readers: This is a long story that unfolds chapter by chapter through the eyes of two protagonists – Mark and Elsa, and as in many of my other stories involves a growing spate of horny characters. Every ten chapters or so I will provide a short summary at the start of that episode to bring new readers up to date (see below). This story could appea...
The Oubliette and the Unimaginable Slut Slave G was treated especially harshly that day as Slave M was not there to proffer her or to protect her from the advances of the staff, which had grown more aggressive as the day wore on. As a former member of staff at my estate, Gretchen as she was called then had accumulated both friends and adversaries. Most of h...
Club Inzest 8: Finding a Solution by Micaela Reynolds as told to BrettJ © 2009 You remember my telling you about the Lingerie Boutique in the previous chapter? Sure you do ... well, a few weeks back, we all went there and the young lady who owns it asked to speak with me privately. We were in the back room and she gave me a very warm kiss, to which I re...
Dear reader, my motive in telling this story is to share the most emotionally terrifying yet erotic experience of my life. My name is Daniel. I have an affinity for the company of Latin women. Let us just say there is something about the way they look and behave that makes me respond like no other female can. It was only logical that in time I would find m...
All characters are over twenty-one. ***** Rachel folded herself into her favorite corner of her overstuffed couch, in her cozy apartment. She had a new book in one hand and a hefty glass of wine in the other. She wasted no time at all and eagerly delved in. Several minutes later Rachel had to put down her book and fan her face with her hand. "Wow. Now...
The midsized town she grew up in had to have more she thought as she desperately tried get her loans for college. Jen knew that if she was accepted that this would be her chance to bigger and better things in life. As she opened the letters from different colleges she grew with joy as she was accepted into a small but prominent college on the East coast. Upo...