Timothy Cairncross had left the station and was making his way along a tree-lined street. The late afternoon traffic was murmuring like a muted diapason, the sky darkening to ruby in the west. A slight wind stirred dead leaves in the gutter. And then a sharp turn in the road revealed a block of flats half-hidden in Virginia-creeper. As he made his way up th...
BY: Hungry Guy and Mistress Silvina Silvina walked down the sidewalk toward Paula's apartment. Her ashen white skin glowed amid the crowd of golden people of Buenos Aires. Her brown hair blew in the strong wind of the Zonda that had brought in hot dry air from the interior of Argentina. She rubbed the sweat from the brutal South American summer heat fro...
Brittany's Strapon Hell Week 3: "Fear with Jenna and Vanessa" I am attempting to make these stories stand-alone as well as make sense in a series. If you like this, make sure to read my other stories. Think of your votes and comments as your contribution to my stories! Thanks! * It had been a long week for me, and I had a feeling there was still a long w...
After an hour of napping, Zero awoke to hear someone whispering her "Diablo 2" screen name. "Zero… oh, Zero…" Wondering who could be in her room, Zero looked up and saw a form leaning over her. It appeared to be Mephisto, the demon from Act 3 of Diablo 2, a computer game she liked to play. Assuming she was just dreaming, she rubbed her eyes and sat up and it...
Lady Charlotte Sheffield enjoyed watching chess matches while she took her afternoon tea. Not that Charlotte was an intellectual snob. Not at all. You see her chess matches were conducted to satisfy her erotic fetish; to see two men trying to concentrate under the most trying of conditions. Competency at the game was of course important, but equally so was s...
I was lying out in my backyard, it was a Friday night and I couldn't wait for her to arrive. Who is she you might ask? She's amazing that's what she is, but as for who she is...well ok I'll just come out and say it. I'm a pervert, I'm into all types of deviant, kinky but of course legal sexual activities. I really enjoy BDSM and am rather submissive to attra...
Note: This story is the seventieth installment in a series entitled "Sandra and Stevie". If you have not read the previous sixty-nine episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I stron...
Chapter 08 – Revenge When I woke on Sunday morning my angel was still curled up next to me and everything felt right. As the sun peaked through the blinds, I could not help but think of how perfect a moment this was. I did not want to move but gladly shifted over slightly when Penny crawled into bed with Brooke and me. The three of us laid there for what fe...
Copyright 2020, PostScriptor It was a Friday night poker game, held, this time, at Jason Billing's office in the 'Billings Waste & Disposal' building. The Mayor was there, as well as one of the County Commissioners, as well as a few good ol' boys who rotated in and out of the game, drinking coffee and kibitzing. They had all known each other forever. It was...
Bee returned from her lunch time lecture to find me on her bed, see-through lemon panties pulled down so that my cock was free and the waistband was hooked under my balls, putting pressure on them as they tightened. My hand was slowly moving up and down my cock, the landscape of it changing as it became ever harder. She began to say something but I lifted...