"Is this the beginning of a weekend I won't forget?" Robin asked with a sly grin and a gleam in her eyes. "Yes, my pet, you will not forget this weekend any day soon," Joe replied with his evil grin and a glint in his eye. Robin leaned over to Joe, giving him a kiss on his lips, placing her hand on his cock and giving it a slight squeeze. Joe felt his cock...
In my story, "A Blow Job from A Nice Girl Can Cost You," I wrote about Antonio. Just over 40, divorced, spends weekends in East Hampton, default position is New York City, where he is an options trader. Works hard to remain a jock and it pays off. Blond and good looking usually tanned. To date a guy like that you would imagine I have to put out. Wrong. I do...
Wooldridge markets mystified Amy; her Mother used to take her there every weekend, now Amy visited a couple of times a year. When Amy was a child, visiting the markets was like an excursion to the circus, the stall holders all seemed descendants of Gypsies with scruffy hair, earrings of all shapes and sizes dangling from their ears and bright and wonderful c...
Today she will take me to her family forest house. FTW is forest house? That's how it is when you fuck rich man's daughter. Jeep and another car, big house with pool and other stuff, boat. If I would love her I would marry her in a moment. But we have no love here. We both just like to fuck. And she likes to fuck a lot. Sometimes I have a feeling she is a...
Cathy slumped into a lounge chair, she had been pleased at the departure of her mother and her sister, Jane, on their world trip, but that was almost eleven months ago and apart from a variety of brief lesbian interludes, Cathy had been largely unsuccessful in her main plans for a harem of slaves. Cathy mused to herself that Emily, her pseudo mum, had been l...
As a note, this story is mostly written about two years ago, there are 12 ish parts already so no worries, they are coming, I just didn't want to blow my comfort wad before I found my drive to write again. This is a work of fiction, written out of a bored spell because I have nothing else to do, so forgive any basic errors. Constructive criticism is appreci...
I woke up in bed, with my dildo, I was hungry, my legs were sore, I slipped off the bed and went to the kitchen, I left the dildo in the bed. I fed myself, took a shower, pajamas were next. I decided to soak in the tub, I brought in a glass of wine, ran the water, sipped the wine, sank in the tub and relaxed. I was still in a daze, I never thought my sex lif...
The cab driver watched hungrily as the umbrella holding Elena Kane stepped over the puddle at the base of the curb on her way from his cab to the entrance of the gym. The old black man had been stealing looks at the now thin and pretty Hawaiian beauty the whole ride in his rear-view mirror as she sat with her long beautiful legs crossed exposing her upper th...
Randy have you been holding out on us? Neither Eva nor Lil spoke. They only gave each other silly grins, and mutual sighs of submissive understanding for the much loved rough handling, and the delicious fuck they had just received from their Doms. Finally, after a moment of rest they both sat up and Eva quipped, "I wonder if they will have any energy left...
He texted me to be at his house by 3pm today. Said to wear a skirt, ride over on my bike, and to use the new seat he got me. It was noon. I ate breakfast, took a shower and decided what to wear. It was late spring and nice outside, so I chose a floral skirt, white tank top and a cardigan with black flats. No bra... Hoping the ride to his house wouldn't been...