.What's next? Straitjacket and hood? Pink panties and a pink ballgag? Favorite Collar Good Old-Fashioned Rope What's next? Straitjacket and hood? Pink panties and a pink ballgag? Favorite Collar Good Old-Fashioned Rope...
One Summer while growing up in the New Jersey Pine Barons I had the strange experience of witnessing a group of wild, bikini-clad, hillbilly type girls engage in a scat fight. I and the brother of one of the girls were up in our tree fort watching as the whole thing unfolded. It started when one of the girls had to go and just squatted down right there and...
Just a quick, fun one, with no real sex. Hope you enjoy. ***** Doing a long distance sales run through the prairies or heartlands has its disadvantages: the cities are rather spaced out and the terrain is flat and mostly empty. However, on my third time of making the four-week trek, I started to appreciate some of the advantages: many of the small towns an...
Chapter One Kate Turnbull had become a very frustrated lady. At 49, she considered she should be in the prime of her life ... married (her second) to a very successful businessman with two wonderful teenage kids. Most people who knew her would say that she had it all, living in a large luxury two-level beachside home in the leafy suburb of Avalon on Sydney...
"What the hell?" He woke as soon as the door flew open. Sinclair jumped to his feet and for the first time in his life he thought of someone else besides himself. He jerked towards the girl, grabbing the sheet up over her naked frame. He swung towards the door to find one very stricken looking man and Lord Reardon. His eyes narrowed at Reardon, he had neve...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. *** My wife and I have been married about ten years. We happen to be an interracial couple, she is black and I am white. Both of us are in our early 50's. She looks better than ever, full figured but not fat at all. She stands about five foot six inches, probably about two hundre...
Ok firstly let me just say... OMFG!! Wow what an afternoon. Work was due to knock off at lunch time and I had a thought playing on my mind since the weekends playdates... I sent a message and got it started.. 'I'm going to Birdie...' Now to everyone that lives near there it is probably nothing... but to me it has been on my fuckit list for years... so now......
Author's note: All characters and companies mentioned in this story have no existence outside the imagination of the author, and have no relation whatsoever to anyone or anything bearing the same name or names. Events portrayed in this story are pure invention and have not been based on any events that have happen in real life. All the characters involved in...
Monica was still speaking on the phone and making final arrangements to meet Arnold at the studio the next morning as I walked back into the living room. Olivia sat down at the table looking much brighter and more cheerful. She expressed interest in hearing more about Dárcy in his previous forced relationship with me and how I had escaped. By this time, she...
Carol was topless, wearing only yellow and red checked panties. Touché, Monica said to herself, her panties were to die for. The no-bra look was Carol's doing, and it worked. She owned the look, mainly because of her confidence and self-assuredness, and it was made even more auspicious by having gone against the Donkey grain, which was a clothed woman. The s...