When Annie had returned to her position in front of the Driver, she was told to stand at ease. Again the host asked of the driver, "Anything else you'd like to see?" It was obvious theater for we all knew where this tableau was headed and the driver, as anticipated, speculated aloud, "I wonder what color this whore's nipples are under that expensive bra; I...
Robin stretched his arms up high above his head, joints creaking as he did so. He squirmed a bit in his office chair, trying in vain to find a comfortable position. This was proving impossible after such a long day of being hunched over his keyboard, bleary eyes fixed to the monitor. This stupid proposal they had him working on was eating up far too much t...
The story that follows is true. Julie and I never did get married. That was probably just as well, she'd have ended up killing me with her unbridled sexual passion. But by God we had some fun times pretending we were married. There are some other stories to tell. I'm not sure whether to recount a couple of them or not, as I was on the receiving end. It has h...
"Tyrone, assume the position, come on, we both know you want this," Lady Mahogany said as she tenderly stroked her strap-on dildo. She stood there in the bedroom doorway, casual to the point of nonchalance, a wicked smile on her lovely face. Standing five feet eleven inches tall, curvaceous, wide-hipped and big-bottomed, with rapturous mahogany skin and long...
Author's Note: This story could reasonably be classified under Nonconsent or Fetish (Tease and Denial) or perhaps even some other category like SciFi. I think Fetish is the best spot, but will offer an apologetic shrug if readers think differently. Happy reading! * "Wake up, sleepyhead!" The guard tapped my bunk with her police baton. I opened one eye and...
My best friend, Carol, came over to my house almost every day. Either we just hung out or sometimes did homework together. We were both preoccupied with sex, and the changes in our bodies as we approached womanhood. From overheard conversations or from gossip, we knew which of our friends were doing what, and with whom. I found some Playboy magazines that my...
Author's Note: Very special thanks to rustyoznail for his invaluable editing. Without it this story would've been a travesty that would've put you all in such a rage that you would've found out where I live so that you could come over and tar and feather me. Thankfully that's not the case and I live to write another day. *** In a less than ideally heated...
Thanks for the comments I've received. Hell, thanks for reading the story in the first place. This is a continuation of "Robbie and Nora". It's more drawn-out than the first chapter, which was a little rushed. I think I fell victim to the "don't bore us; get to the chorus" syndrome. Hope you like it. ____________________________ Nora could feel Robbie's c...
I went into the living room to peek out the window only to see the ups man driving away, and noticed a small package on the front porch. I got the package and began to open it only to find two sets of hand cuffs, and another box that contained what it said was an anal training kit. I opened that box and inside was three anal plugs from small to large, and a...
Chapter 6 -- Pleasures of Morning **Characters and text are protected under copyright law Chloe opened her eyes to the near dark of the bedroom, slightly illuminated by the subtle bluish glow radiating from the stylish digital clock on one of the nightstands sitting to each side of the bed. For a moment, she lay there, still more asleep than awake, her eye...