He was in his fifties now, she was in her seventies, but her body was as supple and pert as ever. True her breasts were a little saggy now and her throat could not fully conceal the years, but she had looked after herself through her life, and indeed, many men had looked after her too but Jack remained her favourite. She may have aged in years but her author...
Rex knelt in his schoolboy uniform with semen dripping from his temporarily sated cock. As Sylvia and Martha sat comfortably and smiled in anticipation at the coming show, Sylvia commented on how refreshing it would be to see other women dominate her son-in-law to complete submission; the three mature dominas were delighted to oblige. Rex was now ordered to...
Once again he had arrived at mother-in-law's house; the sneering 60 year old woman, plump and still very attractive, assertive and supremely confident, laughed as she accepted the key to his cock cage from her equally dominant daughter, who left with her lover for Vegas for a week. Rex's cock stirred in its tight confinement as it always did when he was lef...
He'd been hanging around this one for some time, he just couldn't get enough of teenage girls; they were easy to seduce and were unlikely to tell their parents they'd been fucked, besides the threat of a beating usually stopped the ones he'd had to force himself on to, they having got cold feet, from going to any authority. His lifestyle renting cheap traile...
The first thing that hit Victoria as the trio entered the boutique was the rich smell of leather; the other two smiled as they watched her touch and ponder over some of the tighter skirts and tops on display in the shop that was viewed by the general public; they knew she had not seen anything yet. They introduced her to Madam Pompidou, who smiled broadly as...
After three glasses of wine -- or was it four? -- it had seemed like a really good idea. Rosemary had told Virginia that she would be perfect. 'Perfect?' 'Yes. Perfect. You're classy. You're elegant. And you're the right age.' 'The right age? You mean I'm old?' 'No! Not old. But older. Mature is the word they use. Look it up on the internet. Just Google...
I stood behind you in the elegant anteroom with my hands bracing your slender shoulders. Finally the red satin blouse was caressing my finger tips long after I had admired your look all evening. I was drawn like a moth to a shiny light and now I felt your back loosen under my grasp. I felt a privilege to hold such elegance with my hands after such a rush o...
The women smiled smugly as they sorted the prints from the computer between them; Caspian was desperate to come now, as he watched their elegantly manicured hands pass the literature to each-other, their long mature legs crossing and shapely feet wagging the black stilettos each had donned to add to his exquisite torture. He now longed to read something to t...
Will was in a strange trance-like state as he was led from the assessment room; he was told to put his trousers and shirt back on, he did so; he was told to go with the lady outside who had been summoned by bell-pull, he did so; he was told to strip again whilst overseen by three stern women in the bath-house, he did so. Will had not been imprisoned, but fel...
This story is set in late 1970s Quebec City Canada, and is based on the recollections of a dear friend, who was kind and brave enough to allow me to chronicle his cherished memories. ***** We had docked earlier that day and were due to be in Quebec City for about ten days as we had a large amount of cargo to discharge and then even more to load. For once w...