"That's it, baby, roll that fat ass. Work my black cock. Make me cum in your pussy," Ray told the white married woman moaning beneath him, her hands on his dark ass, urging him to fuck her deeper and harder. He tried recalling the middle-age slut's name. Yeah, she was that easy. The first time he'd ever really talked to her was less than an hour ago. Ray ha...
This is a story about role-play between a husband and wife. If you were expecting a cheating wife, this is not that story. This is a real loving wife. I hope you enjoy it anyway. This story, like most that will be submitted by me , is a collaboration between my beautiful wife and myself. We have been writing stories for each other for some time, and have de...
I decided to review the tomorrow cases at home. I was tired from the morning audiences and the lunch has been short and unsatisfactory. I glanced at the wall clock in my studio at home. Four pm. Plenty of time to review the six simple cases I had to deal with tomorrow. A glass of iced tea and I was ready. Settling back in my comfortable arm-chair I donned m...
My job was much less demanding than my wife's, so she had always "suggested" that I do all the housecleaning, shopping and cooking all week, and of course I never minded because I secretly loved being subservient to her. She loved to tease me when we'd be out somewhere together and she'd see a good looking guy by telling me how attractive she thought he was...
"Yeah, it's Jonathan," I answered my phone. It was a couple of days after I'd sent the lovely Jane home, and for some reason I hadn't been able to get her out of my mind. I didn't quite know why -- she wasn't the sexiest woman I'd been with, or the most submissive (remind me to tell you about Lauren at some point...), or even just the best lay. Still, there...
Chapter 17 A: Sergeant Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band Sharon was barely able to move by the time the plane had taxied to the gate in the early hours Sunday morning. Terrified of how it would feel if any of the other passengers bumped against her, the white housewife remained buckled into her seat, trying to ignore the other passengers, many of whom were s...
David was up early the next morning, the sun's edges barely peeking over the horizon. He kissed his wife Natalie goodbye as he left, and she groggily whispered back her usual "be careful, I love you" before she drifted back to sleep. On his way to work, David tried to reorient his mind for the day and tasks he had ahead of him. But yet no matter how hard he...
Only a few days after Miss Jennifer agreed to let me be her housewife, she informed me that now that I was "pretending to be a girl" and was required to always be dressed completely as a girl, she expected me to service her the way one girl would service another, with my mouth and tongue. At least three times every day (always in the morning before she left...
"You're sure you never have?" "Positive." "I mean, not even a little touching when you were a young girl? Or maybe some time when you were half asleep?" "Nope." I was having a difficult time believing that my wife of seventeen years had never masturbated. "You know, I do it all the time." "I guessed as much. But it's different for you--you're a guy." "...
1950s: Munching the Cheerleaders Summary: Teen submissive becomes a pet for the popular girls. Note 1: Thanks to Rebecca, the famous artist whose artwork inspired and was used for this series. Especially her series 'Housewives at Play', 'Teens at Play' and 'Hot Moms'. Thank you for access to your entire book catalogue as well as your website for this massi...