I was a submissive until I learned how to be a Dom. I was taught to be a Dom by being a submissive and experiencing all that a sub goes through. To me this was the best way to learn. The mindset became clear to me. The torments were more vivid. Suspense was appreciated. Pain was turned to pleasure in ways that the mind can't conceive of until it is done. Aft...
Anne sat in a daze at the breakfast table, her thick auburn hair a wild mess and her eyes unfocused. Her mind was racing as she recalled the night before; the night she had caught her 4 inch tall son Luke spying on her while she masturbated on her bed... ... She remembered the shock at discovering her diminutive son sprawled out amongs her most depraved...
This is just a nice little fuck story with that happy ending that I just can't seem to do without. * At his sat in the second floor Holiday Inn bar overlooking Clearwater Beach, Matt got his first glimpse of an honest to God thong bathing suit. He'd seen pictures but he'd never seen a real woman with her ass hanging out barely fifty feet in front of his ey...
I guess its the writer in Me that has been kicking around this story for a while - its just a bit of fun ok! Don't take it seriously. ;-) Chapter 1 Cindy's mind wandered as it always did. "I mean like, why do there have to be so many flies on the beach? I hate them. They're so gross. They keep landing on me and I cant help but swat them away. Ouch! Gosh,...
Meagan called me into her office for two reasons. First to let me know that her time was up in the Paris office; the second reason was to tell me that I had a meeting with the prospect in Nice this Wednesday. "Walt it has been great working with you and you have a done an excellent job here. Keep up the good work and I'm sure that you will be made partner w...
Authors Note: Thanks to those who enjoy my stories. To those who are critical and bitch and complain without leaving an e mail address, SCREW YOU! I am not a Bible thumper by any stretch of the imagination. But right is right. Wrong is wrong. If you feel different than me about morals, that's your right. Just as it is my right to have my opinions. That's kno...
INTRODUCTION This is chapter two which many of you have requested and I think two chapters are enough for this story. For the new readers it would be helpful to read chapter one first where the characters are developed. Thanks again for all your positive feedback through reader comments and e-mails. Hopefully you will enjoy this chapter as well. CHAPTER TW...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
Alex didn't acknowledge Mr. Morgan for two weeks after their encounter in the parking lot. She could barely stand to look at him let alone talk or look at him! There were four weeks left in the grading period. Alex's only chance to save her GPA now was to study and see if she could recover in time. She was damn sure that there would be no bribing that arroga...
Rhidi was probably the most beautiful student in the class. She was 21 years old, but could easily pass for a teenager. At five foot six, she was slim and lithe, with long, silky black hair that hung thick and luxurious around her shoulders -- just like many other pretty Indian girls of her age - but her breasts seemed barely formed. They were just slight mo...