Kevin's friends all came around next day. It was Saturday, and they spent most of the day at our house. I don't know whether they were hoping for another show, or if it was just a coincidence. Either way a was eager to flaunt myself. But while our mother works Californian hours, and normally doesn't get home until very late during the week, she's a home body...
PROLOGUE A few weeks had passed, since I had witnessed my housemate Madelyn masturbating behind her partially closed bedroom door. Having just been dumped that day by my girlfriend, I had come home unexpectedly, while Madelyn was in the act, and had watched her, completely undetected. The scene played in my mind frequently, and I made the most of those memo...
Note from the owners: This story is based on the relationship between me and my slave, Vanilla_Wildrush. we decided to work on this together both as a way to deepen our bond even more and to share some of our experiences. Some of what will appear in this story will be complete truth, while others will be based on ideas we have had, even if we have not decide...
My husband was casting furtive glances towards the bar. He was trying to be discrete about watching a bridesmaid and groomsman glued together. They were from the wedding reception being held at the hotel. We were celebrating our tenth anniversary with a weekend getaway there. A wedding hook-up. No question about it. You could see it in the unabashedly lust...
I lock up the front and pull the blinds. The parking lot is deserted. Omari sweeps while I tally the books and write my nightly report. He leans on the broom and watches the Keno numbers. "Is there anything else I should be doing right now?" I look around the shop. "Did you take out the trash?" "Yup. I broke down the boxes, too." "Great, thanks. You ca...
Good morning, soon-to-be Breeders! My name is Sarah, and I have been a Breeder at Fort OBGYN for two years. Now that you’ve gone through all the written material for new Breeders, it’s time for me to give you a live demonstration of breeding. First, direct your attention to my Breeder uniform. As you can see, the top leaves my breasts completely free while o...
My master was making his lunch while I licked up some water from the bowl he had put on the floor for me. I enjoyed flaunting my ass to him and pushed it up as high as it would go, wiggling it a little to beg for attention. I heard him chuckle a little behind me. "You naughty girl," he murmured. He moved towards me and I was pleased to feel his hand on my...
Laying back on the bed, awaiting the arrival of his paid "companion" for the evening, David flipped idly through the bad porn channels on the motel TV, trying to find something to entice his halfhearted and weak erection. With a sigh, he gave up and flipped the TV off, tossing the remote to the other bed in the room. His bright blue eyes slipped closed as...
9 - Killing Me Softly: It's the wee small hours. The gloom of my room is illuminated by the glow from my iPod and a scented candle. The candle is, obviously, Mack's idea. We are cuddled together enjoying the forced intimacy of my single bed, basking in a warm post-coital glow. The Fugees Killing Me Softly is playing. Mack plants the lightest of kisses on m...
I met Karen at a munch. There were probably 30 or 40 people there when I arrived. It was the first time I have been brave enough to enter the "public scene." I was amazed to find people of every age, shape, orientation, occupation, race, and creed. It felt like a cross section of the community. Oddly, almost uncomfortably, normal. People were friendly and w...