Friday Jack sighed as he pulled into his driveway. It had been a long day. A long week. He switched off the car engine and stared out of the window at his house. Jack was glad to be home and, for the first time this week, he was glad Anna was coming round to see him. He hadn't seen her all week. She had been away from work for a week's holiday and had vis...
The film ended and the TV screen went blank. Casi looked at herself in the window mirror once again and smiled at her would be voyeur as she removed her fingers and put them into her mouth to suck off her juices. She had had two or maybe three orgasms whilst watching Alex's home-made pornos. They were guaranteed to make her come. But as usual, she did not fe...
Note from author- This is not a true story but a fictionalised tale by myself, inspired only by the adorable former adult star. xxx Ray was extremely excited on this Friday night as he laid on his bed. He had waited nearly a whole month to sign into his favourite porn star's personal show. For years he had worshipped the bubbly, blonde bombshell, and his...
Borghild's movements were a tad mechanical, which was only to be expected. Indeed, she marched in a military style goose-step, which contributed strangely to her kinkiness. Lady Sally asked Victoria to summon the captain to the playroom, on the grounds he would be fascinated by the technological advances manifested in her new automaton. Her slaves gazed...
This is my first story and I pretty much just winged it. So I hope you enjoy you lil freaks. ***** I remember the first time I met Mister. I was working in a retail store when he walked by. A tall, lanky fella. I noticed his hair first, as I do any guy(If he is too far away for me to see his teeth that is). Long dreads, that cascaded down his back betwe...
Meeting Gustavo Monica Garza's austere, coprolite-like walls, covered with aquarelles of men in tutus and women's swimwear, are sound-proof, and Gustavo must intuit or presume this since, once inside, his voice climbs in pitch in a way it wouldn't in any other of her condo's rooms. In the little kitchen, for instance, he nearly whispered. The tutu- and wome...
She was frightened. Her body shook, trembling at the unknown. A bead of sweat rolled down her forehead, splashing onto her red dress. She was clothed, but her hands were cuffed behind her back. The thought of running occurred to her, but she would not get far — her ankles were chained together. The last thing she remembered was the bar. He looked reasonable...
A friend came over to work on a mutual project. The wife was away at a conference and I was home taking care of a number of the household duties neglected over the past few of. As I was vacuuming the rug one of our mutual friends, a single woman, texted asking what we were up to tonight. "Nothing," I replied. "My wife is at a conference. So, I'm just doing...
Ok, I've finally managed to finish another English story. Hooray. It seems I hardly ever manage to get to the end of one of the beginnings I got on my harddrive. Then again, I got way more unfinished German stories, so maybe the percentage of finished stories is about the same. I'm pretty sure it's better than my last. Then again, going by the comments that'...
"So sorry again for the confusion officers, and thank you so much for the discretion in your report." Dan said as he closed the front door. Turning to the wet bar in his office Dan poured a drink and put the gun away. He stepped back into the living room with Lena, and walked towards the chair where she had remained silently. Lena had not spoken or moved w...