"Met your husband Saturday. He was getting gas when I pulled up to the pump next to him. I didn't realize it was him until I got out of my car, so I had to say hello." "Oh, what did you guys talk about?" "Just the price of gasoline but let me ask you something? Does he know about us?" "Why do you ask?" "Well, I never liked him. When we were in high schoo...
To J.J., who has stuck with me the longest Jack was dutifully licking Elaine's slit under her skirt and beginning to panic because he realized that her thin-lipped vulva would limit the air intake for him, especially after the sadistic girl began releasing jets of pee into his mouth. "I know that it must be a bit close for you down there," Elaine giggle...
Meeting Gustavo Monica Garza's austere, coprolite-like walls, covered with aquarelles of men in tutus and women's swimwear, are sound-proof, and Gustavo must intuit or presume this since, once inside, his voice climbs in pitch in a way it wouldn't in any other of her condo's rooms. In the little kitchen, for instance, he nearly whispered. The tutu- and wome...
Inez curled her unkissed lips and hurled the box into the street, where it and the bracelet met their fate beneath the front wheel of a medallion taxi. She snarled in Antoine's direction but could only drop her head in defeat to his ex-wife's indelible presence. He had not attempted to retrieve the gift, only followed the arc of its route from her hand to t...
Author's Note: Long ago, I roleplayed a play-by-post erotic fantasy with a girl named Christine, who amazed me with her deviously humiliating responses. What follows is a reconstruction of the scenario we roleplayed, which has ever since remained a favorite erotic fantasy. Wherever you are now, Christine, i hope you're enjoying powerful orgasms! You gave thi...
Victoria was very gracious in her treatment of Eric after Marcel left them; he was summoned to her bed and she cuddled him lovingly between the sheets. She had truly shown him his place; he had accepted his duties and this had thoroughly stimulated her. Eric, for his part was also still excited with respect to his thorough degradation and utter humiliation b...
Part One: The Cheryl Chronicles Getting my haircut was always viewed as more of a waste of time than anything else, and this time was no exception; despite the vast time it took, a new haircut still made me look and feel like a dork. So, to say the least, I was generally not bristling with confidence. I left the place after tipping the girl two dollars f...
Please be patient as I feel the characters need to grow as the story progresses and so does the action. It is a mission of mine to avoid the hello, slam, bam, thank you Ma'am stories. If that is your particular bent please stop now, or continue and see if your expectations and tastes can change. Hope you enjoy. ***** When I had graduated from High School I...
"Hurry up or we're going to be late pinky!" my voluptuous, BBW wife yelled from the front door. I struggled under the weight of her huge gym bag making my way towards her. Pattie looked especially gorgeous today dressed in a black leotard sans bra, black pantyhose that I knew were crotch less and a cute black skirt all topped off by a pair of black high he...
(Thanks to Jen Lit Girl for the edit.) In hindsight, like all stupid ideas it seemed like a good one at the time; but then, so did the Tuskegee experiments. "If you could do it to poor niggers, spics, and retards you can do it to anyone," so the head of the Project said. Of course he was the type of person to say those things. He came from a long line o...