Chapter 3 Jessie After being dropped off, Jessie kissed her boyfriend goodbye, said an "I love you," and headed inside. Saying a quick hello to Donna, she went and showered and then went to bed, briefly stopping to chat with her roommate. "I'm good," she assured her, after Donna had asked her if everything was okay. "I've just been having sex a lot today....
NOTES ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGE 18 AND OVER. Following are the final two chapters of this story where our formerly subjugated males become the force for change. The ending is a departure from the male subjugation portion of the story and events occur rapidly to not belabor the end and take away from the CFNM nature of the story. Thanks for bearing with me...
Josie McKellen woke up to sunlight filtering through windows without curtains. Eyes trying to focus she hardly recognized her surroundings, this not being her home. A chill over her body she realized that she was still naked. Sitting up swiftly supported by her hands behind her on the floor she looks around. "Wrong direction. Over here." Came the sweet tone...
Dexter Gently, he pushed on the door and saw that the door to his dad's bathroom was open. He felt his heart pounding in his chest and pressed a hand to it in a futile attempt to calm it down. Taking a deep breath, he stepped closer and peered in. Jessie was sitting nude on the bathroom counter, talking quietly and laughing at something his dad was saying....
Just a couple of years ago, while still an undergrad student at USC, I was dating a guy named Lance. He was 23 and I don't know what it was, but he felt that he was just a little too good for me. Maybe it was the fact he was a couple years older or maybe it was because he was on the football team or maybe it was because he was built like a tank. He had a swe...
© 2017 by Thrillerauthor CHICAGO 1988 The middle-aged woman glanced at the full-length mirror on the back of her closet door. Her brown pencil skirt just covered her knees, above still-shapely legs shimmering in sheer nylon stockings. The neck of her patterned blouse was graced by a triple strand of pearls, and the brown jacket which matched her skirt com...
Hello Everyone. Thank You, first off, for leaving so many comments on my last post. I read each and every one. There was some good advice, and some harsh opinions. But I take it all to heart. I know that deep inside everyone wants the best for me. The only comment I didn't appreciate was the person who said that what I wrote was silly. You might think my lif...
Meldrake and Julia's Friday night was one for their memories, but for all of its intensity, it had ended early. Saturday morning found the couple drinking coffee in front of the morning news. Cornbread was baking, almost ready, and there was fruit on a cold plate in front of them. Julia rose as the oven timer beeped, her dark hair still tied back for sleep....
"Hi, I'm Rachel, and yeah... I guess you can call me a sex addict," I giggled as I looked at the expectant faces surrounding me. I thought about that statement for a minute. Of course, I'd never called myself a sex addict out loud, but the idea of it sounded almost kind of sexy. Of course I knew I was supposed to be all serious standing there in the classro...
Beefy wondered if now that he'd given up penetrative sex, Vevina would change his nickname, but it had more to do with his Rugby prowess, so maybe not. Now, he watched the timer. Beefy wasn't supposed to cum until the timer went off, and he felt a little ridiculous, kneeling in the middle of the floor, touching himself. Vevina, fully clothed, was reading "...