Thanks to all who leave meaningful feedback. I enjoy emailing with you. Your enjoyment of this story may depend on your knowledge of the scoring involved in golf. * Bob Segar: "Even now, she's still in my heart, she's still in my soul." + + + I have turned into a recluse. I used to be outgoing, and I loved to spend time with friends and family. It's bee...
My stories are in chronological order. I encourage you to follow along and read these stories in this order as a prelude to this one: I Hire Monica The Maid Monica's First Day as My Maid Monica the Maid's Three Hole Day I Partner with Linda, A Salon Owner I Massage Monica the Maid Hot and Sexy Business Opportunities I Become a Therapeutic Instructor...
There I sat, naked and bound to a chair. The rope was tightly bound over my boobs, digging into my nipples, hurting them, making my massive boobs look like four globes instead of two. A rope ran over my crotch too, digging into my labia, rubbing against my clit, creating a painful yet pleasant sensation. Trupti stood a few feet away from me. Also completely...
Jenny Taylor was a good wife and mother, she taught Sunday school at her local parish and at 36 was still pretty enough to stop traffic. She kept herself in shape but wasn't likely to be seen dressing provocatively. Not that she was conservative just proper. After all her father had been a minister and she learned the value of morality and virtue from an ear...
He watched her from the bed, smoking a cigarette and lying on his back, his head cradled in one arm. She was tired of the showers. It was a fetish with these guys, she thought. It was like they wanted to just cover her body up with their semen and then watch her standing under the shower and then begin all over again. The room was the same -- she already...
A Decision at Chaco After the scare with Julie's uncle and the other bikers at the edge of the Glen Canyon reservoir, we made our way carefully to the RV hidden in the wash. It took a bit of maneuvering to get the rig headed back to the road in the pitch black, but Marian did a great job with a hooded flashlight. She took the other seat and said the women w...
Hi everyone! Happy Halloween! My name is Stephanie, and I would love to share with you a crazy Halloween story, about last year. All parties involved in any sexual activity are now and were over 18 at the time. First, I need to admit that I am not a morally great person. I mean, I try to be, and I am definitely a friendly person, but I've just made so many...
This one is a little convoluted. You may wish to concentrate. Or, you could skim it and miss most of the experience. Once again, be warned. I believe some acts don't ever deserve forgiveness. The lady who reviewed it for me, for which I am grateful, wrote the following comments as she read it. "What the hell, man?" "This is all screwed up." "What the hec...
This is a sequel to "Hotel Entrepreneur". --- Daisy recalled the event that propelled her whoring (or as she called it, her independent service contract business) into high gear. She had been working as a small-time slut at a hotel, teasing traveling businessmen into paying fifty bucks for a blowjob. Looking back now, she laughed at how she once thought th...
Chapter 24: Dave returns home Claire Winslow brought me home Sunday afternoon. Jessica was there as Claire pulled me into the house on a leash. Jessica thought that was amusing until she saw the state of my backside. For the last week I had received a paddling or worse just about every day and my backside showed the remnants of the beatings. Mrs. Baxter cam...