CHAPTER ONE 'Double vodka coke and two pints of fosters, did you say?' Annette Fleming asked pleasantly. The man at the other side of the bar smiled back at her nodding. God, she was pretty. He tried to catch her eyes again but she focused on getting the drinks and did not look back at him until they were ready. Annette, or Netta as she was known to frie...
Nick was back at the cage early next morning. Hailey was sleeping peacefully, at least as peacefully as she could within the restrictive bonds. Nick ruthlessly shook her awake. Looking into her dazed, groggy eyes, he said, "Do you really want another day like yesterday, Blondie? Because I can keep this up for a long time, you know." Hailey dumbly shook her...
That Sunday afternoon Miss had been slowly jerking my cock while she watched episode after episode of True Blood, edging me, making me beg for her amusement then slapping my face when I looked like I was enjoying it too much. When her nails dug into my balls the third time I saw Anna Paquin naked I came without permission. It was involuntary. There was nothi...
Preface: The Departure I was raised to do as I was told. I was raised not to question my fate and never to wonder where my life would take me. I was taught not to hope and not to dream. These were selfish ambitions that a good Amish girl could not afford. They made you odd, unwanted, risky, and, ultimately, feared. My family, meaning all the people in my vi...
It was tough living in the Bronx. Though I am an Afro American I have always been the butt of racial jokes. I am small built unlike others of my race and I must concede I am no Michael Jordan. In fact I am more like Michael Jackson. In fact I hardly look like the archetypical black. The only thing, which I feel ashamed off, is the unusually large size of my...
I awoke famished and unsteady. The events of last night were a haze and I could barely even remember where I was. All I knew was that an intoxicating seductress took me to her home and had her way with me, and then, nothing. Just a blank spot in my memory with only feelings of desire and ecstasy in its place. I raised my hand to my neck and tenderly touched...
I had one foot up on the sofa as I painted my toenails a bright shade of red. Bert, sitting opposite me, had a fantastic view up my dressing gown and to the bulge of my swollen pussy in the gusset of my underwear. My 21-year-old hole was soaked with my juices thanks to my blatant display, and my 82-year-old housemate no doubt had a rigid hard-on straining hi...
Amelia moved from Seattle to San Francisco in the fall of 2015 to attend college at Southern States University to study Business Analysis. Amelia was 5"4, weighed 120 lbs. and had a tight but voluptuous figure. She was introverted and shy and didn't make a lot of friends in her first semester in college. She spent her time running from her small apartment to...
Edited by kanga 40 “Damn” I said aloud to myself. What does she want from me? No matter what I do, it seems I’m always on the defensive. It all started several months ago when I met her in a chat room. We hit it off, and decided to meet to get to know each other. We had a great intimate evening, making love and chatting away the night. Since, we enjoyed ou...
"I knew you..." "Knew me? How can that be? We've never met." "Once long ago... she had your name... your..." "My name? Magdalena?" "Yes." "Where is she now? This Magdalena of yours?" "She's gone..." he gave a heavy sigh, eyes dimming inward at the memory. "And you're here... why?" She shrank away from him, as if suddenly reminded of the danger she was...