When Sybil and I entered the room I was amazed to see what was happening to Kate, she was on the bed face down and sandwiched between two black guys, at her mouth Wayne was trying to force feed his cock into her, we had watched loads of gangbang movies at home, but to see it happening to your own wife before your very own eyes was an instant turn on for me,...
My name's Ellie – and I'm a slut. Well, I must be – if you look in a dictionary, it describes me just right. Well, some of the time anyway. Most of the time, the dictionary is wrong about me. But then, every now and again, I get a deep aching in the base of my belly, an aching that reaches up to my breasts and down to my pussy, an aching that makes my nippl...
After what was an incredible weekend, the week turned out to be a bit of a let down. Mainly because we couldn't get on the computer and play all night like we had been. Unfortunately I have to work and as such I also have to sleep. Life sucks when work always interferes with play time, but then I guess no work means no pay and no pay means no play. Mike was...
Author's Note: This story is a sequel to "The Program", which traces Tawny's journey from a voluntary sexual submissive in a D/s relationship to a paid, contracted pleasure slave, sold through a multinational conglomerate, called simply "The Company". This is the story of her first six-month service as a Company slave and begins immediately after her sale au...
The sun was shining brightly, and for late September, the air was unseasonably warm. I was sitting on our patio, sipping a nice cup of coffee, and thinking about how soon the weather would be changing. The beautiful fall colors would give way to cooler temps and then ugly snow and cold. I really hated winter. It was just so cold and dreary. I heard the pati...
"Good morning Miss," he said politely as the tall leggy redhead walked past him. His smile slowly faded as she walked by him with barely a nod in his direction. His eyes narrowed as he stalked past her office door and took the stairs up to his own office...affectionately known as the janitor's closet. "Dunno who that bitch thinks she is, can't even bother t...
I turned forty-seven in December and for the first time in my life, felt a need to record my most personal thoughts and actions. My husband told me it would put everything into perspective and pointed out that someday when I'm old and gray, I'll have these memories to cherish. Of late, I have been hopelessly preoccupied with matters of the heart. In particul...
Coming home from school became Jeff's favorite part of the day after his new neighbor moved in. He saw her during her move in the neighboring backyard by chance when he peered out his bedroom window. He watched a tall, thick, wild-haired blonde woman telling movers where to put her wicker chairs and other pool furniture. It was an enormous house, at least...
It was 8:05 Monday morning, and I had barely settled into my office chair when the phone rang. "Good morning, Brad, this is Emma, from Jeremy's office. As you know he will be away for a while, but he left me a folder on the Actuarial Re-alignment Project and asked me to discuss it with you. I need you to block out a couple of hours to go over it with me. Can...
Although we were happy, married life recently hadn't been very sexually satisfying and it wasn't going all that well especially as my wife didn't like experimenting very much, although she didn't mind any new things I tried on her. I was and have always considered myself straight, not fancying other blokes but recently having come across some bisexual movie...