It's summer in Glasgow and unbearably hot. The sky is bright blue and the contrast against the brick red of the tenements opposite my bedroom window is forcing me to wear sunglasses in bed. I have a free day and plan to spend it shopping, maybe meeting friends for coffee or more probably a beer-garden pint of cider or two later on. First I have to get into...
Author's Note: This is another entry in my series Apartment 718. This is a series of two people who are in a Dominant/submissive relationship. The first entrant of the series is called Welcome Home and has some of the background information. From there the rest of the stories can be read in any order, there is no chronology to them. As an added note you will...
There you are on a dreary Tuesday morning, sitting in math class. Our senior year is two weeks old and already you’re sick of class. An integral equation fills the board and the teacher’s monotone drones on. You can’t focus on her; you can’t focus on anything. As you stare out the window at the rain and squirm in your too-tight jeans, you can’t think about a...
(Ongoing series of stories about sexy older women who love using young studs as their cum-fed sex slaves!) * It was a beautiful day for a walk. Annabelle Shaw, 62, was a gorgeous, well kept and very powerful CEO of a Fortune 500 company, working hard and playing harder -- usually with one of a cadre of well-hung, cum-filled studs she had at her disposal,...
Chapter 2: Mya's Ride I sorted my way through a stack of faded, men's jeans to make sure that they were all in perfect condition and placed them back on the shelf with the other 500 pairs of identical pants. I sighed. As much as I had wanted this job in the beginning, it wasn't all it was cracked up be, just sorting clothing for the men's department of Sear...
As Sue went up to prepare for the evening, I called the S& M club that I had heard about. Having instructed her to dress her sluttiest, I was sure she would be dressed right for the club. I would be wearing a black muscle shirt, black leathers, black slacks, and black biker's boots, looking very much like a master. Sue made her entrance. As she came down the...
You walked into the gym and couldn't believe your eyes. There was Carol, the female body builder you had been lusting about for some time now. Her huge muscles were glistening with sweat from her work out. When she bent over to set her weights down your eyes were drawn to her magnificent ass. You looked around the room to see there were very few people about...
I awaken, and realize suddenly that there is someone in my bedroom! I feel that person get into bed beside me! He is heavy. The bed sinks on his side more than it does on mine. I hold my breath and wait for an attack. Nothing happens, but I do not relax. I keep still and try to breathe as I think I would do if I were really asleep. I do not want him to know...
As parties go, it wasn't much of a party. The catering was up to snuff but the only interesting person we'd met was the host's daughter, a pretty blonde girl with curves in all the right places, a filthy laugh and a matching sense of humour. We decided to go walkabout around the huge house. Most of the upstairs doors were shut but we found ourselves outside...
These two quick follow-ups take place a few days after The Second Weekend in August (which itself follows The First Weekend in August). If you haven't read the earlier stories, go ahead and do so: I'll wait. Aftermath One: Thinking About Saturday Night (Susie) I can't believe I'm rubbing myself off again, thinking about what happened Saturday night. What i...