This story is part 2 in a series about an ex-girlfriends return to my life. For the introductory piece, like here. * Like I said earlier in my first story 'Humiliated by a slut (and loved it)' I run my own business which allows me lots of freedom with my schedule. My business is a small gym that I built downtown about ten minutes drive from my home. I was...
As always a big thank you to my editor Cheer_Smartie526. I wasn't sure exactly which category this fit into, but based one where I think it will go EC seemed like the best choice. Please comment and rate the story. ***** Krista swiped her ID over the grey panel, a second later the lock made its distinctive click as it unlocked. She pushed the door open and...
That was an outburst. An unnecessary one. Mason had a plan. He was going to reinforce the importance of Ginny talking to her father about her lifestyle choices. But the audacity of her questioning was crossing a line he couldn't ignore. Mason got out of the car and opened the door, gesturing Ginny to get out. She got out laughing and fumbling in her heels on...
Amy's Weekend Part One What has come to be known as "Amy's weekend,” as my girlfriend Lisa and I call it, began with a call from her in Austin. She asked if we would mind a houseguest for the weekend. Her husband was going to be out of town on an extended business trip and she wanted to get away for a while. Besides, she said she was very horny and couldn't...
Elsa crept downstairs knowing the two girls were snuggled together behind the sofa. As she made her descent into the hallway the smell of sex filled her senses. She inhaled and softly moaned. She then grabbed her jacket and quietly left the house. Seconds later she inserted the key in the lock and walked back into the intoxicating smell of sex. She looked ov...
Chains, is what he felt. Bill completely got the ball and chain reference when people referred to marriage, but he did love his wife. She was a good, decent, loving woman. A good person, and funny. She made his days easier, and he enjoyed coming home to her. She WAS home. They were simpatico, had the same outlook on life, the same view on politics and religi...
Hours 4: Golden Hour Trance walked along the corridors leading to the hangar deck: the last two weeks had been, well, strange. Even since Erica had revealed her presence to the rest of the crew, Rommie and Beka had been acting strangely. It wasn't anything specific, but they had seemed to talk a lot more, normally ending their conversations abruptly wheneve...
The story is a work of fiction. All events, places and characters depicted in this story are fictional. All characters in the story are over 18 years of age. This story depicts graphic female masturbation and lesbian sex. If you are offended by these acts or they are illegal where you are then stop reading now. A special thanks to Damppanties for prodding...
This story is written by a team of authors. We have worked together for a few years but this is the first public release of our work. Please enjoy. ***** She slipped through the crowd into the club, somehow not drawing the attention of the doorman or the line of eager patrons waiting to be let in. It was a new place, but it suited her needs precisely. The...
2010 Memoir 1st Meet with Robert i have been chronicling the history of how my wife and i went from Mid-West Vanilla couple to willing Black Cock slaves since an anniversary vacation to Jamaica in 2004. Our Bull and Master is Robert -- 32 when we met Him in 2006, about 6'2" tall, 270 lbs, with broad shoulders tapering to narrow hips, powerful arms and ches...