A few years ago I joined a fetish site for the express purpose of meeting women to help fulfill a particular predilection of mine. To come straight to the point, I like having girls drink my piss. I like a girl sucking on my cock while I piss. I like seeing my piss stream into a welcoming mouth. Mostly, I love a girl who swallows whatever I give her. I suppo...
"I'll take my coffee on the terrace thank you Brabinger" "Very well Lady Archer" Lady Helen Archer stood politely as the waiter moved her chair discreetly back allowing her to depart from her table. It was Tuesday and the country club was full of the usual suspects. She counted three Earls, a Duke and at least four Mistress's as she made her way to the ter...
Chapter 2 The Exam Moving quickly down the highway, Caren noted that the slave was coming around very quickly. He was more than aware of his surroundings and was obviously very aroused by them. Lorin jokingly said that he seemed to be very interested in the doctor, "since he hasn't taken his eyes off of you since we got into the car." The doctor just sm...
Joan and Brock had missed Brandi's Saturday night exhibition in the Performance Chamber. They planned to watch it together on-line at home using Retreat TV, a private communications network the club offered members with entertainment rooms and big-screen TVs capable of projecting 3-D and SurroundSound. The Hockadays absence was not intentional, but an off-th...
I wasn't sure what I'd expected when Reza had summoned me from my busy office on Bank Street to come to Cherry Wood Hotel in Chelsea. By message he'd sworn it was important. Not another mad attempt to start us up again, fueled by sleepless nights with his entirely useless boyfriend Daniel (who worked in new media and asked to be called a guru, imagine), and...
Concentration is an act of will power, an act of mind over matter, an act of focusing on something to the exclusion of all else. All the concentration in the world is not helping you, this fine spring morning, focus on the line after line, page after page, of COBOL code spread out on the desk. The job seems insurmountable. The problem seemed simple enough...
To the delusional amongst us: Remember that my stories are the fantasies of my sick mind, and are written for the enjoyment of adults. Enjoy. * Ann and I were back at her folk's house. We were having a nice long loving fuck as she told me about her adventures at the shop on the boardwalk. We hadn't talked much on the way back from the boardwalk cause she d...
Chapter Eleven – Teasing Evening, Binding Pleasure November came quickly. It was cooling down quite a bit outside even if it was heating up inside. Jon and my love life were growing stronger every day. It was Jon's idea to have a real date. We had been having so much fun of late that we had forgotten, at least for the moment the art of romance. Jon asked m...
Author's note: This is the sixth and final part of the story. Just a wee reminder, as it's so long since I posted the first three chapters: the children are Melanie's, and Phil is her mother. Thanks as ever to my muse and inspiration, without whom this couldn't have been written. To raconteuse, for the most painstakingly professional editing. And to all my...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Ashley Tisdale or Vanessa Hudgens or any other celebrities. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** When the E! Network contacted them about doing a special recapping their friendship both Ashley Tisdale and Vanessa Hudgens jumped at the chance. It was a great opportunity for...