The story is a work of fiction. ***** Olga became the best friend of my wife, she started to visit us every day and she never entered our house without holding a present in her hand. Mary would send me to Olga's house on daily bases in the afternoon to clean it and follow her instructions. Mary didn't know that I served Olga's sexual needs, I was always lo...
The first time I ran into Cheryl Kaniki, we literally ran into each other. Both of us had just gotten our eyes examined and our eyes were still dilated. As we started to exit the office we bumped into each other. I squinted at her and thought she looked like a young Mary Tyler Moore when she played Laura Petry. I opened the door and let her go first as...
After I had just turned 18, I was lying in bed listening to the rain, and wind outside when I heard a subtle knock upon the door. I wondered who would be knocking on my door this late at night. I hadn't had this happen to me before. "Come in." I said. Obviously, I assumed it would be one of my parents. I could hear the handle turn on the door, and the doo...
The story is set on a real life basis but all the characters names are made up. It was Thursday when I went to work and I spent a whole day with Claire. It was the best day of my life. She had nice shoes on what just covered her heel and her toes; you could see the rest of her feet though. I just kept looking at them and also on the front of her shoes you c...
Part 1 Ashley stepped out of her car as she made her way inside the theater. She wanted to make sure she got a seat as soon as possible, so she kept a fast pace. She got her ticket ordered and made her way into the appropriated numbered theater, she didn't bother with popcorn. Ashley was out to solve a problem that day. Recent events had led her to being...
Author's Note: This builds upon the events of the previous chapters. I would recommend reading them first, before diving into this chapter. ***** Friday, January 30 After drinking the last drop of coffee from my mug, I set it down and sighed with contentment. As had been the case each morning of this week, I was looking forward to the coming day. I would...
Chapter 1 – The Initiation The night was still, accept for a gentle breeze. It was wonderful night to be out in the moonlight. However this night was very different. Small fires lit up the site of worship along with a row of candles around a stone alter which had been covered with soft cushions. A large crowed of shrouded figures gathered around the r...
The cabin was much as Grandpa had described it, on a peaceful lake, surrounded by woods, and with Adirondack furniture on the porch. What he didn't describe very well was the interior, which contained two well-worn cots with stained sheets, a wobbly table with four rusty folding chairs around it, and a kitchen that included, amongst other things, an old man...
(Ongoing series of stories about sexy older women who love using young studs as their cum-fed sex slaves!) * It was a beautiful day for a walk. Annabelle Shaw, 62, was a gorgeous, well kept and very powerful CEO of a Fortune 500 company, working hard and playing harder -- usually with one of a cadre of well-hung, cum-filled studs she had at her disposal,...
Unconsciously I slipped a blonde strand of hair behind my ear, as my head lowered in guilt. My intentions were not to displease him, but nonetheless, I did. A foreboding feeling invading me to my very soul, my tongue lightly touching my dry, trembling lips. I knelt before him, and laid my head to his feet hoping for forgiveness. The room was silent, a silen...