Chapter1: The Plan My wife and I have been married for 15 years. My wife has kept her 5’6” 120lb body in great shape, especially for a 40-year-old mother of two. Her 34C tits are absolutely exquisite on her small frame. Our sex life has been conservative by Donna’s nature. As a schoolteacher she is very prim and proper and carries that attitude in to the b...
Hello reader(s) – This is my ninth story submission (as of May 06) but may be your first read of me so some background should help you. I tried my hand at story writing based on the feedback I have received from a number of male sex partners (masters and fellow slaves) who have been really turned on by my stories of real life sexual adventures. I would appr...
After Marilyn and I finished our cigars, my dirty little mind came up with a new scenario that would have shocked and ashamed the old me. "Marilyn, are you completely sure that you have Jeff under your control? I mean will he do anything?" "I'm not sure of everything, Alexis, but ... where are you going with this?" "Well, you have discovered for yourself,...
(Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. The author does not know Ms. Jolie.) "Any time you're ready," the second-unit director called out. "Just let us know when." Angelina Jolie nodded her head but said nothing. She blinked her ocean-blue eyes and pursed her pouty lips as her every action caused a stir throughout the set. She stared straight ahead, her lo...
The next morning I awoke to the sound of an alarm. I quickly jumped out of the bed that I was sharing with Katy and Jenn. I slowly opened the bedroom door and saw no one. As I went into the hallway and closed the door behind me, I saw Jenn get up and walk towards the door. I then heard her lock it and continued down the hall. I checked every room for an intr...
For "Dan", who can't get enough of Debra! "She said what!" Debra snarled. "She says you dress like a tart." Ray repeated. Debra was boiling, who was that dowdy Lillian Swick to criticize her wardrobe? Debra knew Swick was just jealous of her figure and didn't like the way her nerd of a husband stared at her during the P.T.A. meetings. It was the Barone's...
The Second Night Sherri hadn't looked at the contents of the package before she spread them on her bed after son left for a date with his girlfriend. Now that she was alone she spaced them out on the comforter and scrutinized what she had purchased. There was a hood like she had worn at the sex store, a black leather teddy with a zipper that started below t...
It would have been a pleasant drive in the country. It was a Sunday afternoon. The sun was bright, the breeze was warm and a little moist, and the countryside was empty. They hadn't seen a car along this back road at all, and only two total since they had left the gas station an hour ago. Steph had had to go then, could have asked to use the restroom then, a...
* * * Part One * * * The shop is stylishly furnished, the exact opposite of what you would expect in a sex shop in a dark, shabby side street. Behind dutifully covered up display windows opens a sparkling world of colorful latex and rubber, leather in all shades and shapes, glistening stainless steel and wonderfully skimpy cloth rags. My eyes almost pop out...
"You beast ..." Dorothy sighed, as Carlos' hands slid underneath her black silk nightgown to grasp her firm ass. She wore her favorite thong, or rather, Carlos' favorite; it was skimpy and lacy and tight and decorated with tiny red hearts. Here he ran his fingertips over it, blindly admiring it with his face buried in the back of Dorothy's thick blonde hair,...