The first thing Pete noticed when he and Tyler entered the Card Room was a fat woman's naked, hirsute vagina as she closed her legs and smoothed her skirt over them, taken by surprise; they hadn't knocked. The nearly naked male model kneeling at her feet planked to a kind of attention. A robotic camera mounted on a wheeled appliance that reminded Pete of a...
I do okay. I'm good at my job, have two great kids in college and a wife that is incredible. I don't mean she is a super model, but she is a great role model. If my girls turn out exactly like her, I will consider myself fortunate. She is my partner, my best friend, my financial advisor, my playmate, and the best lover a man could ever hope for. In short, Su...
Part 3 of 8. Each part is self-contained and reading previous parts is not essential to the continuity of the story, but several recurring characters are only described in detail on their first appearance. Part 1: Ashleigh's Ride Home. Ashleigh misses her ride home after cheerleading practice. Part 2: Ashleigh's Game Day. Ashleigh and the other cheerleader...
At this time of year we often lose sight of what is really important, BONING. I’d love your feedback and look forward to hearing from you all. Don’t forget to vote. ***** A few months ago I met this girl or I should say I saw this girl. She was gorgeous in every way imaginable. From her porcelain skin to her cherry red lips (top and bottom sets), she was s...
Business travel was bad enough, but having to take two assistants with me, who were both young and in there 20’s, only made things worse. Let me explain a little, because this sounds like any man’s fantasy come true. Amy was tall and slender, with little shape at all. Her hair was straight and she wore no makeup. She was bright, but rather than using her int...
My name is Annabelle Mitchell. I'm a six-foot-tall, blonde-haired and green-eyed, wealthy Irishwoman attending State University. Currently, I live in a mansion and I am served by my very willing slave, Wanda Sullivan, a big Black woman who used to be a Professor of Literature at the school before she found her true calling. She wanted to be my servant. More...
Helen surprised me when she suggested we stop at a strip club. But she was the boss, so I quickly agreed. It was a pretty classy place for a strip joint, or at least it seemed that way to me. My somewhat sheltered life afforded me little knowledge of places deemed offensive by the general public. I noticed that Helen seemed completely at ease. For some reaso...
Please note: I don't normally provide "trigger warnings" or anything for my stories but there are some references within this story to events in a particular character's past that may bother some people. If references to noncon relationships bother you, you may want to skip the first half of this story or just come back for chapter 25. It's not dwelled on in...
You recently joined one of those gyms that are open 24 hours a day. Preferring to workout without large crowds, you are at the gym late on a Friday night. Normally you’re annoyed when others are at the gym, but tonight you are pleasantly surprised to see a beautiful blonde in a red sports bra who is running at a brisk jog on the treadmill. You’ve been in a b...
A man in a perfectly tailored suit leans back in his leather armchair. He picks up a thin dossier from the solid oak-desk in front of him. It says "Report on Secret Agent Anna Smith" on the front page. He opens the dossier with a stern look on his face. The first page contains a set of photographs taken with a telescopic lens. A stunningly beautif...