Author's Note: This is a new series of stories, all of them holding at least a kernel of truth, if not more. Not all will have full-on sexual contact and/or encounters, at least as I have it planned, but I hope the reader will enjoy the feelings, and emotions, that went through my mind. That being said, there is going to be a lot of interracial sexual relati...
Fox-Janner was subjected to continual torture at the hands of many dominant nurses, and learned to expect certain levels of pain, administered by certain wrestling holds, which culminated in him willingly smelling and licking the aroused cunts and assholes of those nurses which he came to fear. His cock cage was removed before each session, and he was more t...
I woke up the next morning feeling a bit more relaxed. The air was crisp, the sun filtered through the leaves, and I was going to make bacon and eggs on an open fire. I started my kindling with a flint and, began to build up my sticks - focussed completely on my task, until I heard conversation off in the distance. Oh yeah, the fuck couple. It had actually,...
I must begin by defining the term Lit Wives. While not a Lit Wife, I would have no problem being one in most cases by what the husband DOES. Hopefully, I would not be one to do to my husband what the Lit Wives do. Once I provide my definition, you might question that statement, but I will clarify. In terms of a definition, a Lit Wife is the wife of a husban...
It had started innocently enough, between her and I. We each had a daughter playing on a very bad 8-and-under soccer team in the small town where we lived, but we had known each other since our children were in diapers. My daughters had helped begin her career in child care, the first 2 of many to be entrusted to her care. In the years since, she and her hus...
We had cut classes for the afternoon and were driving in Jen's car to the beach. Jen said she had a 'special surprise' for me. "How was your trip to the Agriculture Museum?" I asked jokingly. Jen and I were at odds over what was worse as a graduating class end-of-year trip. There wasn't a lot of money in our school board out in the country and the two senio...
Art, part two. Ch. 02 Art and Suzanne get "comfortable". When I looked up at her face she was giving me a wicked grin so it looked like it was time to 'get comfortable'. She said, "Come over here and let me unbutton the back of that dress." She's been dressing and undressing me since I started to wear young girl's clothes. She says, "They never look right...
Chapter I - Working Late I'll never forget that Friday night when everything changed. After nearly three years of working for you I thought I knew all there was to know about you. Not that it was a big mystery or anything. There was a story about you in the paper pretty much every week. You were a darling of the media. Young and beautiful. Smart and sexy. D...
Welcome all to the first of what I hope is an informative and eye opening look into an untapped resource that is available to all us ladies out there. Imagine having a man at your beck and call, ready to drop his plans and pick you up, always willing to give your feet a rub or help you get ready for a night out. A man you can be yourself around, bitch abou...
"You sure talk a lot of shit," Ronnie chided as she took a long sip of her martini. Her eyes were deep green vessels that poured forth cool, unwavering judgment. I was taken aback by her direct confrontation, and confused. I was a reasonably experienced date, enough that I at least knew how to be a little charming when I needed to be and very persuasive whe...