Justice, Faith and Power "The pride of a free woman is the pride of a woman who feels herself to be the equal of a man. The pride of the slave girl is the pride of the girl who knows that no other woman is the equal of herself." - John Norman "It is easier to live through someone else than to complete yourself. The freedom to lead and plan your own life i...
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LIThe Streets of LondonMolly & Mark2073 At long last the good times had returned. The economy was booming and there were more jobs, more money and more international confidence. And if it wasn't an economic boom for the whole Kingdom of England, it was undoubtedly a boom for those employed in the Docklands and the City of London. Although England's financ...
Glade kissed her young lover on the lips while Chief Cave Lion slumped on his back exhausted. A thin thread of semen trailed from his penis into the tangle of Ivory's pubic hair. Now that Ivory had discovered her lover's infidelity, Glade was actually rather more affectionate to her ward even when she was being fucked by the Chief. "You have become a more a...
The hand placed on Norm's head gently guided him down to his knees. As Norm dropped down onto his knees he knew what was expected of him. In his hand before him, Norm held the stranger's cock. Norm had ceased to think about what he was doing here and all of his thoughts were on the eight inches of cock in his hand. Gently stroking it up and down a few times...
Chapter One: Lately, my life has settled down here on California's Central Coast. My special lady, Catherine has been a constant in my life since returning from an extended visit with her daughter in June. Lately, I've spent more time at her home in San Luis Obispo then my own. A couple of weeks ago I was introduced to her new next-door neighbor, Samantha....
It was Monday -- again. And, I was facing my usual work day. I spent the whole morning over a batch of sales figures -- I work in accounting -- and then, finally, I rose form my desk and went down to lunch. The usual girls were already there and, as usual, Amy was holding forth. I slid in alongside Minnie and whispered to her, "What in hell is she going on...
Amanda Quinn's life was a simple equation. Unfulfilled potential multiplied by an empty wallet, divided by a bunch of unpaid bills; bills that were strewn across her mini-studio; the one that offered a fabulous view of fifty-seventh street; the walls painted a pristine shade of white; the floors sanded to perfection, stinking of Murphy's Oil Soap. "Bills,"...
I have always enjoyed reading the experiences of many who post them on the site and have wondered to myself, This is so true for so many folks,so what I went through is not unique in any way! Having felt so, I decided to share my experience with all those who seek pleasure by reading stories and getting their "ultimate" release.I am strongly aroused by read...
Thanks for reading my stories; I am sorry for the long delays between the chapters. All I can hope is that you continue to keep reading them and don't mind if they take a bit to come out. I do wish you enjoy this next installment. Comments and Ratings as always are appreciated, as too are any possible suggestions you might wish to read Cynthia and Sage parta...