Does she know? Can she tell that I just got fucked? She must be able to smell the sex on me, right? My mind is racing as I sit here in this Uber on my way back home so that I can make it to my dinner with friends on time. The driver is a nice, middle-aged woman who's doing her best to be nice and polite. She asked me to sit in the front seat as she feels mor...
The Stall: "Jesus Alice! Will you leave that poor guy alone?" Catherynne McHail had had about enough of her friend torturing her buddy Bengy for a lifetime. Ever since they had gotten into their first year of college she had been a bother. Now, in their third year, things continued to be the same. They went to a very private institution called Brandenbu...
Six months ago ... "I'm leaving now, Bob," Sue called out as she left. "I'll be back in a couple hours." Bob waited until he heard the garage door close before going to their bedroom. He looked through Sue's underwear drawer before deciding on a sexy pair from Victoria Secrets. Walking down the hall, he opened the browser to a favorite porn site as he stri...
A slave without a mistress is a curious thing. We're forced to fantasize and dream about what it would be like to have a mistress. I combined my submissiveness with my bra fetish. So when a lonely night hit, I'd hop online and visit various bra and stocking sites. It wasn't enough to strictly masturbate to women wearing bras, but instead I'd come to the edge...
After I stopped drinking, the bars and that bar scene just lost the attraction that used to afford me. Now I was still young and needed a social outlet. So as a replacement I started going to those trendy coffee shops. Mostly just to read and drink coffee, which was my new addiction, but also to watch the ladies. One of my favorite places to go was the Caf...
Helen had to be quick at finding excuses. It was something she had always been good at and her explanation for the theft of her bag and why she had taken to her bed early that evening matched the questions that Jack wanted to know. The theft was a quick snatch on her way to university that left her feeling depressed, and going home to bed was her way of forg...
It had been several weeks since my wife Pat and I had heard from the Boss. As you may know the "Boss" is the only name that we had for the leader of a gang of black thugs that had been using us for their sexual pleasure and profit for a few months. During that time Patricia and I had been forced into a number of different sexual encounters with the Boss and...
[This is the second story in an ongoing series. It will likely make more sense if you read the first one, Ruth's Young Stepmom Dominates Her, but you can start with this one if you wish. The stories do feature spanking, incest, and discussion of women's bodily functions. If these things are not what you want to read, proceed no further. All characters are ov...
The city was like most: large buildings, the constant blinking of traffic lights, and the constant hum of human life. The business was done by day, but as night fell the city truly came alive. Hundreds of people moved about the docks visiting the bars, clubs, and hang outs that littered the docks. The lives of many would rise and fall at these very hotspots...
Albert was a tall gangly genius. He was 6'3" tall and weighed only 155 pounds. He was an average looking guy, but was quite skinny. His bachelor's degree was in mathematics, his masters in systems analysis and his two doctorates in quantum physics and molecular physics. He was the co-founder and chief engineer for a software company headquartered in New York...