Jeana and I became obsessed with behinds, both male and female. Maybe obsessed is the wrong word, but we enjoyed talking about them and speculating about them, often giggling when we were at church events, the way girls do in junior high school. Several of the congregation's men had particularly nice behinds, and nicely tailored Sunday trousers that showed...
Part I: The Prisoner and the Concubine I do not know how long I slept for following my encounter with Mistress Cynthia. It could have been days, months, even decades. Indeed the sleep lifted, it seemed an eternity. My mind was clouded and unclear, my vision blurred I blinked the sleep from them, and my head throbbed with pain. Indeed my whole body ached, ev...
Note- Dedicated to Mrs. 123z. Thanks for the ideas. xxx Kent, 1921 x Jeremy Ponsonby Smythe had been delighted to hear that his mother had acquiesced to his wishes that she teach Cynthia how to ride. He was the son of Lord and Lady Henry Ponsonby Smythe of Whitstable in Kent and was hard at work in his attempts to become a Member of Parliament like his f...
This story is a work of fiction. All of the characters and events are fictional. All characters portrayed in this story are over eighteen years of age. This story portrays graphic sex and masturbation. If you are in an area where reading this is illegal or you are offended by any of this then please stop reading now. There seems to be a group of readers who...
It was nearly two years ago that my life took a drastically different turn and I realize now that the person I was is gone forever and perhaps it's the best thing that could have ever happened to me. My wife Denise and I have been married for about six years. While we met in college, we didn't actually start dating until a year or so after graduation. Ironic...
Chapter five: Kat's Wild Weekend in London Part 1 This is module two, chapter five part one. This is a novella of sorts. The intent is to have 4 modules total covering different times in our main characters life. While it is feasible to read any of these independently, this is a carryover story, so reading them in order is beneficial. In module one, our m...
This is 'stand-alone' story however it seems to work its way into the 'The Nymphs' series of stories. I didn't mean it to but it just did. Clearly it must be a work of fiction from my fertile yet somewhat dirty mind. But I will have to admit to using elements from real life. Of course names and place have been changed to protect the not-so-innocent. Please...
Part 1 Doug suspected his 19 year-old son Jerry was stealing money. Doug worked far too much trying to provide for his son to supervise him properly but drew the line at theft. So he decided to set up a web-cam behind the mirror in his bedroom, he'd used the very same 2 way mirror to film his dead wife Cynthia on more than one occasion. Jerry had been dress...
Smita and Saurabh had been living in USA for couple of years. Saurabh had landed a small time job with an IT company but things were not looking very bright for him. He had been fired from his job few months back and he was not able to find another job despite searching desperately for any alternative employment. Whatever money they had saved was fast runnin...
Inside of Jackson's head, a small reminder alert pinged, and he took a breath. The ping was vaguely musical, and for the nanosecond it lasted Jackson enjoyed and appreciated the fact that he had a snapshot of music that only he could enjoy. The breath ended and he returned his focus to the problem at hand. Very occasionally Jackson would wonder what it woul...