Another story. It has bad words in it, and more than questionable sexual practices. I do not condone the use of any words or actions depicted here outside of a fantasy context. *** I didn't see Mike, or Tyler, for the rest of that week. I was in a state I couldn't describe, a feeling that I had never experienced. My mind was split, divided. Mike had be...
Derisive laughs and taunts filled the room, tunneling into my head. I knew I deserved them, I, a middle-aged mother and wife, had just used my tits to service a college kid who had done nothing but abuse me in front of his friends. I had never done that for my husband, the love of my life, but I had done it for him, a frat boy who probably didn't know my nam...
Warning: This story tries to push the limits of submission. If you are not interested in humiliation and degradation you should not read this story. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblanc...
As you can get used to anything, Christine soon got used to the life of a tavern wench although it would be longer before she could get as comfortable with the metal `T' frame. This was strapped to her back by two shoulder straps and a waist strap and lay tightly against her spine. Two bent flat metal arms were rivetted to this that came out sideways to her...
A very special thanks to my darling friend, Woody, whose fantasy... about me! (((BIG GRIN))):o) inspired this. * Judith and Delta, "Fuck Cunt" and "Cow" to the two men in the room, were naked on their hands and knees on a bed. The bed was in a cheap, dingy hotel in the middle of Downtown Kingston. It was late afternoon on a Wednesday in the Jamaican capit...
It was just as I was about to take the final slice of apple tart, when the young woman stopped by my table on the sun terrace, and asked me. "Is this seat taken?" I looked up and there she stood, sunglasses perched on top of her head, in a long thick imitation fur coat over a gray suit. She wore a cashmere scarf around her neck, and snow boots on her feet....
This story happened because I read about a crazy Victorian who tunnelled under Liverpool, England and created amazing underground rooms during the late 19th Century. I was brought up there and thought back to my times in the late 60's when I had my first definitive view of a woman's cunt, thanks to Michelle, an out-and-out exhibitionist who showed her pussy...
1. I was stuck in my own life. I was a 32 year old young lady with a lot more to live but no where near aware of that. But events that would follow changed my whole perspective of things. I lived in with a lazy boyfriend, he being my high school sweetheart and rushed into decisions faster than we should have. It all seemed like a fairy tale and was too goo...
Thank you for reading my stories, and I am sorry if the wait between chapters is longer than you would like. I am doing my best, and promise to keep writing them as long as the response to them is positive. As always, rating and commenting on the stories are greatly appreciated, and if you would like to make suggestions as to possible scenarios you would lik...
The rest of the week had been relatively quiet. Susie got to help Jamie pump once and drank the last few ounces. She had fucked Tim at lunch on Wednesday in the parking garage and of course she and Turk had sex most every night. On Friday Susie got to work right about five minutes late and found Tim already at his desk working hard. She leaned over his shou...