Another city, another business meeting. I decided to stay an extra day or two, after all I deserved it, plus no one knew me in this small out of the way spot. I checked into a motel on the outskirts of the city, a sleazy one. The room was everything I wanted, tacky green wallpaper, a big queen sized bed, tiny bathroom complete with a full length mirror, a c...
After several years of teaching science in secondary schools in England I decided to change my life and made several applications to bilingual schools around the globe. I didn't have any particular choice about where I would go and in fact I decided that if I was offered a job I would let that be my fate and go to live wherever that might take me. I receive...
I had not fallen asleep after Darren had, exhausted, after the party and the incredible lovemaking we had shared. I just couldn't come down from the high and emotions of the whole direction we had taken. I was lying spooned against him, his warm cock nestled warmly against my ass. My nightgown seemed to make the heat of his cock that much more distracting an...
Author's Notes: (1) This is fiction. (2) Nonetheless, the pull of fantasies can be extreme. Never underestimate where it can take you. (3) These are broken characters. In the real world, one would be dead, the other in jail. (4) It is best to read chapters 1 and 2 to understand how Jack met Mistress Joan. (5) My apologies to those that want to get thei...
Like any other guy who lived at Playtex Pond Apartments, I made it a point to look for and at, Ruby Rouge, the 5'11", 27-year-old, gorgeous Barbie doll faced, new tenant, with big almond shaped brown eyes, high cheekbones, a cute dimpled chin, full red lips, thick long curly copper-red hair, and a firm, but very voluptuous 42DD-28-40 hourglass figure that he...
It's 8:30 and dark when I arrive in this moneyed neighborhood. Ah, to be a boss, single and have money in the bank! I climb nicely laid brick stairs amid well-kept landscaping, reach the second floor, and press a doorbell. I wait, and press it again. And again. Is Payton leading me on? It wouldn't be the first time when chasing tail. Finally, the door opens...
We would all love to think that there are old, mature ladies out there who just love fucking. But, in truth they are very few old ladies who still want sex. So we have fantasies. I have several. Here is one in story format. Hope you enjoy. The fantasy fuck store for mature ladies who love wearing girdles First, let me own up. I am a mature man, yet ever...
[This personal account comes from a woman friend; the wife of a long-time colleague. They know of my interest in foundationwear and figure training. Their names have been removed or changed; but the location is true. I've presented it here as if she were writing it, based on conversations we've had. She's approved it for submission.] OK. I live near Sevenoa...
Monday morning I was awakened early by Miss Annie releasing the air from my plug and swiftly pulling it from my bottom. I cried out from being so crudely awakened from my slumber and that got me a quick but hard smack on my already bruised bottom. "Good morning Brenda, time to shower and get ready for a big day", she informed me. "Thank you Mistress" I answ...
Billy Argus decided to get off the Interstate and take State Highway 6 home. This route cut through the mountains to the coast via a long and narrow agricultural valley. It was a two lane rural highway and was very dark and dangerous at night. Locals nicknamed this stretch of road Route 666 because of all the traffic fatalities that occurred along its deadly...