"Fay! Hey, Fay!" a soft hand shook her body. "Wake up!" Fay opened her eyes. Again lying on a bed, was it hers this time? The sunlight entered through a large window with balcony. 'Daybreak already?' Fay sat up on the comfy bed. A white blanket was covering her naked body and slipped down her chest when she got up. Noticing that someone was next to her...
A short story for my favourite subb. Fay stood in the corner of the living room, waiting, waiting. She was dressed and made up impeccably, her smart blue suit covering a white dress shirt, her shapely thighs clad in the finest silk stockings, black heels gleaming in the light. Her make up only subtly highlighting her features, complementing them rather tha...
This is a continuation of a story, "Exploitation of a Housewife", written by "A Cracker Slut" in 2002. This is what was told to me by Fay the central character in this true story. This chapter follows the events depicted in the original story, part 1 & 2. In general, Fay is blackmailed by Bill to be his slut slave. A number of embarrassing events take place,...
For Fay and I, like most of us, it's been a very tough year. The economy, the 401k, the market, real estate, you name it. We really needed to get away and get our minds off that part of life and back in the gutter where they belong. So when friends of our invited us to join them for a spa weekend, we jumped at the chance. We'd known John and Judy for many y...
I imagine that most horny husbands are a lot like me. We have this fetish of wanting to show and maybe, share the wife. But while wives often play along, few deliver the goods. The following is a brief, but true, account of how we crossed the threshold. I started photographing my wife in lingerie and tits out before we married. She was divorced and couldn't...
It's Thursday morning, and I lie on my bed, sighing profoundly. Tonight, at midnight, I'm finally getting paid. As of right now, though, a quick logon into my CIBC account reveals my combined assets totaling one dollar and seventeen cents. Why is that a problem, you may wonder? Yeah, why can't a brother wait until Friday? Um, it's my lady Fayruza "Fay" Bin S...
Count Dracula laughed knowingly as he stood with his new young protege at the top of the driveway of 1746 Maple Pie Avenue, peering through the midnight darkness at the windows of the Gripshaw house. "Tonight we shall drink, and drink well!" the Prince of Darkness cackled in a thick Transylvanian accent (which was by no means easy for him, since he was actu...
Note: this story is my first and is only a starter there is not yet any sexual encounters in this yet Thanks, Dragons_Bane Preface The year is 2064, and times have changed. Technology is at its best, and magic has returned to earth along with the Dragons, elves, Orc's, ogres, dwarves and many other things that people only dreamed off. In this time and p...
~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ Revenge is a two way street - my ending to Fred1177's Margaret's Revenge http://www.literotica.com/s/margarets-revenge Fred1177's Margaret is upset that her ex-husband left her for another woman. She get his sister's to join her in some revenge, humiliating him, and taking pictures. This sequel has elements of humiliation, BDSM,...
When I opened the door in response to the chimes, an angel was standing on the porch. "Come in, Sweetheart." The very first time I saw her I said "Isn't she a little sweetheart." I have called her that ever since. "Want something to drink? A soda? Some coffee?" "You made coffee? No booze?" She sniffed, smelling the coffee aroma. "No booze. I quit." Leading...