This is part two of Nancy's seduction of her boyfriend's mother, Laura. I want to thank my readers for their feedback and their kind words and even some suggestions. I hope I wrote everyone back who said anything because I truly appreciate it. ++++++++ It was Tuesday afternoon and Laura was nervous about her trip with Nancy. She always got along with the y...
"Oh, hell yeah!" Mac shouts as he dances through the door of his classroom, the final period of the school day. 8th period for a senior was like a paradise: No teacher harassing you for homework, no tests or even a curriculum. Just a space to kill time before the final bell rings. Mac, of course, is twice as happy for one reason: He has indeed conquered hi...
I had been preparing for this day for weeks. Luckily, I didn't have to work. He did. He has a physically active job so I knew he would be tired when he got home and his muscles would be sore. So I had the bathroom all ready for him. I hung up freshly laundered towels and spread out a new, plush bathmat on the floor. On the hook on the back of the door was a...
Bruce was now under no illusion as to the ruthless level of cruelty the woman who had claimed him as her own, and her feminine associates, would go to in order to sate their sexual lust for the domination of masculinity, and their pleased indifference at the fate of Miriam's husband at the cocktail party he now observed on his knees in a corner, further emph...
When I was eighteen, and I was spending the summer hanging around town doing nothing and basically waiting for college to start so I could leave, my girlfriend was called Emily. I'd known her for a couple of years and we finally started going out just as school finished. She was a little short, blonde, very cute and, well, she liked us to match. Match, you...
Synopsis Steve and Lorna recall how they found each other through their mutual desire to have sex while tied up and gagged, their mutual love of wearing ballet clothing and ballet shoes, and their mutual fetish for white plimsolls and ankle socks, and how they realised that their desires and fetishes were the keys to deeper understanding of each other, and...
Trembling, she stepped off the elevator alone onto the sixth floor with a full minute to spare, and immediately headed for Suite 602. She saw absolutely no one else walking around, no sounds coming from the hallway other than the cold electric buzz of the fluorescent overheads. It occurred to her that she'd never been on the sixth floor before, had never had...
(A companion story to Careful what you ask for) Chapter 1. Steve Haslam winced as he bent his bruised and aching body to unlace his mud-caked football boots and ease them off his swollen feet. He felt exhausted but well satisfied having scored an injury time equaliser in a hard fought two-all draw with their neighbouring local league rivals who were only a...
Chapter 8A -- Don't you look back? My final gasp of sated pleasure mingled with Emma's muffled sigh of deep delight as I slowly withdrew from her and lifted myself to rest on my knees beside her. I turned her over onto her stomach and undid the knot of the brightly patterned headscarf that I had tied tightly around her mouth and head to gag her. As I began...
[Is this the ultimate plimsoll fetish sex fantasy?] Chapter 11 -- What a difference a year makes. When we first met and told each other of how we had acquired our shared fetish for plimsolls we discovered that a common item in our stories was a white tennis dress: Bryony's in my case and Lucinda's in Emma's. So we agreed that on our first anniversary we wo...