The first thing I thought of was getting Kendall and Kylie involved somehow so Kim would have some incentive to obey me. But three things were wrong with that: I didn't want to have to involve three women when I could involve only one; dealing with women that young might be difficult and counter-productive and I wanted her to want me to use her - I wanted he...
It was a Monday. I know because I was happy to be bombarded with a barrage of meaningless questions to help me forget another weekend without a tingle. For months my sex drive had been on-again off-again, but that last weekend I tried to jump start her. Marcellus was understanding as always but I could tell that we needed to catch up on some physical adven...
It was a cold, rainy day outside. But, as always, the classroom was very warm. "Could I have a male volunteer please?" I stuck my hand up with every other of the fifteen males in the classroom. We always volunteered for one of Miss Winters' demonstrations. She was one of the youngest teachers we had. She was an exquisite, busty brunette with an air of real...
Qatsu, (pronounced Kat-soo), was a foxy little Brazilian maid my wife employed to help with our first child. I was never sure who had the more baby-like looks, Qatsu the maid, or Bunny our child. It was a close run thing. Bunny had her good points, of course, don't get me wrong, but what Qatsu had that Bunny hadn't, was a deliciously appetising little body....
I loved watching Tina's tits bounce and jiggle as she worked with the free weights. Her body had a slight sheen from the workout and it took effort on my part to resist throwing her on the floor and fucking her silly. Instead I threw myself into some abdominal crunches. Even after just a few days, I could see the difference in Tina's muscle definition. I hop...
They tried to get their friends to come, but no one could get the time off in September. Everyone else had reluctantly resigned themselves to the responsibilities of their lives while the summer weather persisted. They packed the car feeling like they knew something important that no one else did, like they had backstage passes to a big show. It took all mo...
"Tell me why you wish to work for the US Attorney, other than the obvious step up," Jake Greenwald said. He was medium height, balding prematurely and had the slight build that was called skinny although twenty pounds overweight and hopelessly out of shape. Lynda Segal kept the smile on her face that she had worn all through the interview with this officiou...
The club used to be a pub, so the ground floor is the typical bar-centre layout opened up, dance floor to the front, seating at the rear with two staircases at the back leading to the repurposed cellar. A vintage 'No Smoking At the Bar' sign has been amended to read 'No Fucking At the Bar" and the barman jabs his finger at it, as he tells one pretty young ma...
*A little writing exercise I did to do some light experimenting on integrating description without disrupting the flow of the story. I think some fox girl fans will like it. ;-) ***** Tapi smiled as he looked across the green hill, the gentle summer wind turning the grass into a green sea with waves travelling across it. The air here was sweeter than in t...
Originally written in the 1990s and recently rediscovered. *** Ben looked around the room, a full house tonight. He enjoyed this weekly evening class, or should that he appreciated? Verbs, verbs, everywhere but never the right one. OK, 'Contemporary Literature and Society' was a pretentious title but the tutor, a 'serious' novelist, had a light touch and a...