Chapter Three: Keith's Day Keith wanted to kill his boss. He wanted to kill at least three of his clients. The only saving grace was his secretary, Carly, who had helped keep him calm for most of the last few days. He had gotten into the advertising game a few months after he married Kim. Jack, his father-in-law, had offered to put him through school, seei...
It's nice to feel nothing, to feel stripped clean. To feel the singing sting of the whip clearing away the sadness and the shame and even the pain as it meets with the flesh. That pain you carry inside yourself is heavy and dull and cloying but the kind that he inflicts is precise and strong and sharp. It is neat, possessed of an elegant security that is del...
Hey, guys. How are you? I'm not doing so good today. The name is Luc Saint-Mathieu, by the way. I thought I knew who I was. I was born in the City of Versailles, France, to Ben Saint-Mathieu, a Haitian-American father and Marie Lalonde, a French mother. I grew up in the Camargue region of France, where my mother relocated to after the divorce. I've never fel...
Chapter One (her) Finally some relaxation! After what I have been through the past week it's a welcome reprieve. I arrived in the early morning and checked into the nostalgic looking beach hide-away. It looked just as wonderful as the brochure. The privacy of the huts has surfboards for head boards and huge palm ceiling fans. Large airy windows with mosquit...
"Well, I think I should get going. Your friend will be here in about five minutes." She said this as she stood to leave. She'd been sitting on the couch opposite him. Looking him over. Noticing how his hands hadn't left his lap since they had sat down and begun to talk. She knew he was doing his best to hide his erection. Just the thought of it gave her a...
Emma is a marketing manager at my office. She is blonde, six feet tall with long limbs which makes her incredibly elegant and very graceful. Always dressed in fine fashionable clothes, she literally glides across the floor when she walks. A real life Disney Princess. It's also her kind nature, her warm and friendly personality that makes Emma so damn lovely....
The two men were certainly caught off-guard. However, the pleasure they felt between Debra's red lips was undeniable. Her tongue lashed against both of their members with an eagerness, coating their cock heads with her saliva. Marcus couldn't deny, it felt good with his cock head pressed and rubbing against Richard's. Richard wasn't as excited as his counter...
Dear Mistress Snow, "I love my wife. She is my best friend. I don't want to be here on Lit. I want to be on her clit. She turns away from me in bed. Sometimes I hear her crying. Help me, please." Lonely in London Hi Lonely, This is my story. I haven't had intercourse in more than 10 years. Am I singing the blues? Hell no. Ever heard of "outercourse?" If y...
The cold air blew against her skin, goose bumps ran down her exposed thigh. She had thought about this moment countlessly. His warm hands ran down her thigh, sending waves of nerve impulses to her engorged clit. She gasped... He was her boss, Bayo. She'd wanted him since the first day she saw him, her sex starved cunt always got wet when she was around him;...
It was one of those familiarly quiet nights as Jerry mindlessly peered at and, pretty much, through the TV...thinking of Loren. The long departed, long lost Loren. He wondered what it was he had done to prompt her leaving... Wondered what he might have done to have prevented it. He was just about to finger his groin when the doorbell chimed. Odd at this late...