This story is like the rest of my stories in that I do not write them with much descriptive sex in them. I like to think that my style is more of describing the chase, than the actual catch. It is just a quirk I have. This story should have enough facts for you to use your imagination to fill it in though. I like the constructive criticism comments I get b...
I started to trade stocks with my free time, I sat at the computer Pet kneeling next to me her head resting on my leg. I place my hand on her head every time I take a break. She looks up at me. "Master may I please you?" She asks I nod she begins to suck me. I allow her to suck me then once I was hard I tell her to sit on my lap. She climbs on my lap wraps h...
This is the first in a series of stories of a woman who learns, shortly after the death of her husband, that he had a secret life, a depraved life, that he never shared with her; and of her descent over the years that follow into the depraved lifestyle of her late husband. The categories the various chapters will posted in will vary depending on the specific...
As Debbie walked back through the hallway of whoring bedrooms he heard several fags letting out sissy squeals from behind closed doors. Being completely naked made him feel very vulnerable and he was happy he didn't run into anyone. Reaching his room he found his two suitcases waiting for him just like Joan said. After first taking a piss he decided to unpac...
My name is Kay. I am a single divorced mother, 44 years old, who lives with her son in a two-bedroom garden apartment a small city in Pennsylvania. My husband flew the coop about three years ago. I work at a Real Estate Office, so I am making decent money with the real estate booming in the last few years. I am petite, about five ft. two, with short blond ha...
Thank you so much to all of you who have left me comments (good and bad) and voted! Lots of you have told me you wish I posted new chapters more often and I just wanted to let you know that my job (as a pediatric nurse, ha!) and my kids keep me pretty busy so I don't have a lot of time to write. It means a lot to hear from you though so please keep commentin...
Ker-thump-ker-thump! The green Honda Civic suddenly bounced. Its tires-first the front then the back-nonchalantly rolled over something, and then corrected itself as it sped down the little piece of suburbia. Mascara eyes flicked up from a cell phone and glanced up at the rearview mirror. A dark form, just a little bit bigger than a squirrel, perhaps a cat,...
### It was a Saturday afternoon and I had just stepped out of the shower after sleeping late when the phone rang. "Hello!" I said. "Hi Mindy!" the voice on the other side said. I answered, "Oh, Hi Sherry! What's up?" Sherry was my best friend. We can talk for hours about work, guys, shopping, clothes, parties, who got kicked off the model show, and too m...
A note to readers: This is a long story that unfolds chapter by chapter through the eyes of two protagonists – Mark and Elsa, and as in many of my other stories involves a growing spate of horny characters. Every ten chapters or so I will provide a short summary at the start of that episode to bring new readers up to date (see start of Ch. 40). This story c...
Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. Dean Broody vs. Kayla Cooper *** "Fuck!" Dean swore and threw the bunched up drawing sheet angrily across the room. "Wow, wow! Someone is in a bad mood." Josh Broody, Dean's eldest brother drawled from the doorway, looking at the number of bunched up drawing paper scattered across the room. "What crawled up you...