Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this story are not necessarily either condoned or recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental. The story is pur...
Prologue Buenos Aries, Argentina, September 7,1935, 12:00 Midnight She pressed his head close, into the valley formed by her breasts. Her nipples rose to stiff peaks, as his warm breath swirled around them. She felt his firm, male hardness slipping between the moistening folds of her sex. With one hand, she positioned him, while the fingers of her other h...
My warmest thanks go again to my two friends whose technical advice is always helpful, thank you so much. As always my deepest thanks have to go to SouthPacific for his editing skills and for keeping me honest, many thanks my friend. ******* For the next two days my life did indeed split once again into two. During the day my family would be the centre of...
It was charity season. Every year around this time my local community got businesses, churches, and community groups to throw various events for charity. Softball and basketball tourneys, a golfing event, auctions, dinners, all that stuff. Oh, and the theater production. That was my favorite. The local community theater always put on play over the last weeke...
Hi folks. This story was edited by the incredible Mikothebaby. * * * * * * It was a typical Saturday in suburbia. Well, maybe it was typical for everyone else, but I was unfortunately having a garage sale. I hate fucking garage sales and like most guys, I'd rather have simply thrown the shit away. But my wife insisted. Even after I told her that we do...
This has been a long winter; snow has covered the mountains of Pennsylvania for months. I've spent most of these cold crisp days enjoying some very stimulating indoor warmth. In our little town there are several publications that sponsor personal ads. Although most are placed by younger men seeking younger women for frolic and excitement every so often an a...
This is part three of four in the story of the domination of Julie. To recap this chapter of our story so far; Julie is a good friend of Candy, a woman I'd been having an affair with for a bit more than two and a half years. Julie's a real wall flower; plain, mousy, naïve, very prim and proper, not very worldly, and a schoolteacher to boot. She was inexper...
"Brilliant Idea, I like it, I like it" Madison said enthusiastically. "And then, after the week, we broadcast the videos the girls took, and ask the viewers to call in and vote for their favorite girl" Peter Neves summarized to the meeting. The organizers listened to the latest gimmick, to try and win back the failing viewing figures of the Miss Universe c...
This was not going to be pleasant. The dimming afternoon sunlight filtering through the skylights of my 'writer's hideaway' told me to expect one of those spasmodic, cold and wet early autumn storms. The north wind was picking up something fierce as it surged down through the canyon, beating on my small cabin at the foot of a lofty ochre sandstone cliff. Ho...
Author's note: Thank you for the supportive messages I have received after posting chapter 3. If you care to go back to chapter 3 it is now back open for comments and rating, after it has been reposted in the same category as the first 2 chapters. Without those messages of support I am not sure if I would have continued this story. For those that sugge...