I am writing this and posting it online because Master Ross has told me to do so. He has told me I must write up a narrative and post it for others to read. I am instructed to write a complete honest and detailed account starting from the beginning. I am only to leave out certain details that he told me not to share. Here it is. I am a 36 year old divorced...
Dear Shoeblossom: I want to tell you about my male master, Emil. He is Austrian, and although I am, I think a heterosexual male, not really bisexual, or maybe a bit now... But Emil is a find! Just this morning I was being tutored in how to edge without cumming. When I got close, kneeling in front of Emil, he reached down and tweaked the mousetrap on my ri...
It was a cold winter that year, I was thankful that I was snugly ensconced in a warm fur coat, with a fur muff for my hands. Warm and toasty. Blake was driving me to an event for charity about two hours away from home. He was driving slowly as there was fresh ice on all the roads. When we were about an hour away from our destination he turned off the hi-way...
"Wait," Race told the cab driver as he opened the cab door. The Vinchelle residence was a two-story Georgian colonial, with a straight flagstone walkway leading to the door. Race walked it like a last mile. He pressed the doorbell with trepidation. He was somewhat relieved when the door opened, and a bearded white man, maybe an inch or two taller than him, a...
This story has no sex. Sorry. It is just a man trying to use his past to understand and handle his present. If you want to leave comments, thanks. If you just want to bash the main character for being a wimp please remember that this is fiction. Thanks. * Did you ever have one of those moments when something that happened years before pops into your mind...
Ken got out to the estate early the next morning; in fact, he was early enough to get a good breakfast from Selena before he was allowed to go out to the barn and start to work. It took him almost 3 hours before he was confident that he could get the old tractor running. Marta was lying out by the pool in a very small bikini when he found her. Damn; he t...
Jim worked in a small insurance office with five co-workers. Alan was the owner of the business. He was an outgoing man of 62 but looked a few years older thanks to an alcohol addiction. Jim's other four co-workers were all women. Gertrude was a 60 year old human textbook on insurance. She was the classic overweight grandmother but knew her job better than a...
Following the session in the car park where an unknown black guy fucked her from behind she became an insatiable slut. Every time I came home she’d be stretched out on the bed dressed like a whore playing with herself. We fucked like rabbits but still she demanded more. “Was he really black?” she kept asking. “God, he was so big, are all black men that b...
Seong-Hee Yoon woke up at nearly noon that Monday. It had been three months since her loving husband had announced the end of their life together, that he'd fallen for a younger woman. Seong-Hee wasn't stupid, she'd known there were problems for some time. Her former husband had mentioned his desire for children before they were married... and oh, how they'd...
The castle, a perfects square of thick and solid walls of gray stones with blue shades, was right in front of the only pass in the whole northern boundary of the fiefdom, a narrow gap between two high, steep, impenetrable mountain ridges. The barbaric neighbors had tried many times to pass the gap and conquer the castle and the region, in order to march beyo...