Thursday was Marti's day off, so I took off early to get in some tanning time with her. I found her on the deck, totally nude, and lying on her stomach. Her tan was developing quite well, and I admit to being envious of her toned body. I alerted her I was home and to expect me soon to join her. I went upstairs, stripped, and picked up a towel and tanning...
Evelyn could not sleep. She was nervous and a little frightened about what was going to happen tonight. She decided that she needed the comfort of an embrace from Casius. After which, she was sure that she could get to sleep. With just her night-gown on. She quietly walked to Casius' room. Before getting to his door, she heard the scream of a woman and froze...
"On your knees," Sir said as soon as we entered the room, the door closing swiftly behind him. I knelt without hesitation in the middle of the open space, eyes never leaving Sir. "Do you want to explain prancing around in that outfit all day?" I flushed, eyes dropping to the floor. "I wanted to look good for you, Sir. Wanted to make you proud." My hands pul...
This story is a spin off of my original story/series (Love Comes Second). It is not in the same genre of stories, but they are related so there may be some places/scenes where the genres overlap. This series will be from the perspectives of the two servants, Luke and Mary. I recommend that you read my previous chapters before this one. ***** Chapter V Lu...
"Up here in space I'm looking down on you My lasers trace Everything you do You think you've private lives Think nothing of the kind There is no true escape I'm watching all the time" ― Judas Priest As the bastard suffocated me ― wrapping my head in translucent rubber ― all I could think was: "This smells so good!" The aroma of new petroleum product...
Mr. Nickerson had given Missy a few days off after she passed out under his desk, a few uneventful weeks ago. She had no idea how she got there and shuttered in embarrassment at the thought that other servants might have seen her in such an unsightly state, but somehow she had woken up safe and sound in her own bed, politely covered in her own nightclothes....
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. **** Scott shuddered, the stoat on his knees. That, of...
Let's see... where was I at the end of chapter three? Oh yes: seated on a footrest wearing lingerie and my pink collar, with my eyes adjusting to the bright light now that my blindfold had been removed—and adjusting to the sight of Jude's strap-on in front of my face. "Have you ever given another guy head?" Jude asked. "No, never!" "How about getting a bl...
LETTER VIII I found myself the guest of the most charming and agreeable family. The father was a fine, handsome man of fifty-one years of age. His wife, quite younger to him, was becoming plump. She was, however, evidently in the full force of health and strength, and although somewhat too prominent in bosom and belly, one could see by her remarkably fine a...
This is the continuation of an email correspondence I had with a woman named Sharon Alderson. If you have not read the previous parts I suggest you go back and read from the beginning to get the full background. This conversation includes elements of wife swapping/sharing and group sex. If you don't approve of these behaviors and you still read on anyway the...