My name is Bill. I'm 51 and a married family man. My life is mostly as conventional as you would expect. But this is a story about something exciting that happened to me. It's a long story and may not mean very much to you. In fact, most people would find it pretty boring. But for a guy like me who usually plays by the rules and doesn't get much excitement...
Diane Sawyer did her best not to be noticed by any of the NBC news personnel, as she hurried through the backstage area. Some staffers passed her by; none seemed to notice her hiding behind large dark sunglasses. Taking quick peeks at the names on the doors to the dressing rooms, she found the name she was looking for. She felt the cold steel of her .44 Dese...
Lyn held the bag if ice between her legs, trying to ease the pain and the swelling of her pussy. She looked down and saw the stretched labia, obscenely open from the intense pounding of the ten by five inch rubber phallus. Her opening was more than the tight slit that her husband, Ob-Gyn, and those in her Vegas past admired. It looked as though she could s...
Along the High Street of Norwich there is a small book shop, not one such as W.H.Smith or Waterstone's, but more of the kind that they used to be when they first started out. It only has a small frontage and caters for the more astute connoisseur of first editions and those hard to find tomes of obscure writers as well as providing the service of finding out...
Chapter 1 It was on the plane ride that I realized that this could be the best week of my life. I finally had Diane alone for a week in a foreign country where phone calls and texts were not going to be a distraction. I had finally got back on the money train and had dropped some weight and looked pretty good. I wanted to reward myself with a fun week wit...
The first of my friends to get married, Russell, did so when I was a senior in college, and he married a wonderful girl, Vickie, from a small town in North Carolina, where the wedding was. Vickie told me before the wedding that she was setting the stage for me and her former roommate and good friend to have a good time. She thought we'd be perfect, and even...
This story was inspired by "Tough Love," a 2012 story by graymangazer in which a husband down on his luck lets himself be controlled and eventually enslaved by his wife and her boss. While the initial premise and some of the original set-up is very similar to that story, the rest is completely different, with a different story line, different characters and...
NOTE: This is Part 4 in a series, and while it is not necessary to read the preceding parts, it will definitely make more sense if you do! Either way, please enjoy this story. I tried to change things up this time, expanding on the relationship between Diane and Peter without sacrificing any action. If you have any suggestions or requests, let me know in the...
Diane Peters and Madelyn Street met in the parking lot of Hope Baptist Church, just outside of Atlanta. By anyone's standards they were MILF's, and they got considerable attention pretty much everywhere they went. Both women were in their mid-30's, and they had maintained their looks very well. They worked out nearly daily and had the bodies to show for it...
Saturday Saturday morning we woke up at the hotel in Orlando. Diane dressed in a pair of white short that just covered her ass and a button up denim shirt that she tied under her boobs. She wore her hair in a ponytail with a colorful band holding it. She was showing off her smooth, flat stomach and long, suntanned legs. She worn white sandals with bright re...