I had met Nancy at a bar a little over 8 months ago and we really hit it off. Nancy had recently divorced her husband over a year ago and was finally getting back into dating. We stayed in touch since the bar and have been officially dating for 3 months. Tonight, was the first dinner at her place and I was getting the opportunity to meet her daughter, Miley,...
For the next week, I neither heard from nor saw Lilith. I'd almost gotten her and the horniness she inspired out of my head, when late on a Sunday night, my phone buzzed. It was a picture from Lilith, this time of her fantastic ass in those same panties she'd worn the last time. There was no comment or follow-up, and I remembered her instructions. But good...
**Disclaimer: this is a story about a wife who sexually dominates and humiliates her husband. If that's not for you, read something else** ***** "I've got...an idea..." I'm starting to get used to Amy's ideas. For years, our marriage was pedestrian. Not unhappy, not by any means. The only fly in the ointment was our sex life. Sex was infrequent, and...
Chapter Two - Ecstasy The next morning, bleary eyed from lack of sleep and surly as ever in my new personality, I barely tolerated Mom's presence as she made breakfast. I must have given her a nasty glance at one point because she ripped off her apron and strode purposefully out of the kitchen exclaiming "Fine, fix your own damn breakfast!" So I finishe...
She noticed his gaze returned time and again to her legs - especially her knees and her feet and ankles - and always to her face again. She made sure to always have a fresh smile for him when he looked up again and that seemed to please him. Now his eyes went to her crotch. She was glad she'd remembered to tuck her organ back down between her thighs as it k...
January 1 ~5:50 P.M.~ "Pizza's done." John said absently as the kitchen timer went off at the same time Blue's cell phone rang. He stood, looking down at her as she fumbled the tiny phone from her pocket. "Do you know who it is?" he asked when she hesitated with her phone in her hand, thinking about the odd calls and texts she had been receiving. "It's D...
June 16th, 2014 New Orleans, Louisiana Wet. Everything was soaking wet. From the stucco facades of the town homes on Saint Anne Street to the T-Shirts of the already drunk tourists wandering the Bourbon Street in the late afternoon, the whole city was dripping. Despite only being mid-June it was already obvious that this summer, like every one before, was g...
A two part story of a man whose lucrative business evolves into a true vocation. As with most of my stories it develops slowly, and I hope readers will stick with it into the second part. ***** Rory retrieved the key from under the third flower pot and let himself in the back door. He had a similar working arrangement with most of his clients, so that they...
Author's note: Many comments have been made about typing mistakes in the first installment of this story. I do accept responsibility for all mistakes. However, I believe that some of the misunderstanding may have been brought about by my sophomoric attempt to create the realism of a black dialect. At any rate, the experiment has been discontinued. In my own...
If you are following the different chapters, welcome back. If this is your first reading from the series, enjoy and try out chapter one if you like what you see here! All feedback welcome. Part Thee: The Great Dark Decision Aideen and I left the house on a night in July to seek out the enchanctress Reenan. We brought our special kit, under the instruction...