Brooklyn I sat down at my desk and opened my laptop. I always interviewed my clients and potential companions in person, and Meadow was no exception. What was different about my communication with her was, after the interview, the rest of our communications has been through email and text. It took a little adjusting on my part because I was used to speaking...
Walking home from the subway, Liz realized just how tired she was. It was sometime after 9:00 on a Thursday night. If she'd met any of her friends, they would already be toasted, and all she really wanted was a quiet, but strong drink. Cruising by a newsstand she picked up a Daily News, not something she usually read, but she felt in the mood for it tonight....
Without realising it, sensuous young Singapore virgin Selena, 19, now the au pair maid for a French erotic photographer Jacques Pardie and his Paris-born bisexual lover Josette, is being cleverly seduced towards an inevitable steamy sexual coming of age. She's smitten by his charm and an aura of wonderment fogs her mind. He's confident, masculine, sensitiv...
They say write what you know. I did not do that at all. I look forward to any advice for my first foray into putting some writing forward and I apologize in advance for any stereotype/trope or misinformation. Also, sorry it takes so long to get to the sex! ++++++++++++++ I had scarcely stepped off the screaming locomotive before I was overtaken by the live...
This is the fourth chapter of the series. It would be a very good idea to read the previous chapters for the full story. Everyone is over 18 and clean. As always, constructive criticism is welcome. I would like to provide the best written stories possible so your advice can help. ***** "Bernard, Dahlia," Dana began easily with a slight hint of trouble...
The first few days after Rashida had spanked me were very surreal for me. I had a whole range of conflicting feelings going through me, and I didn't know what to make of them. The beating had caught me by total surprise – one minute I was busy stroking my penis and the next minute I was over her knees getting a thrashing like a naughty little boy. I didn't e...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
My stories tend toward the nonconsent/taboo side, but I want to be clear that I'm in no way suggesting that the acts in my stories are okay. Forced sex is a fantasy I enjoy and I write for other similarly minded people. Real rape is ugly and sad, and if it's something you're considering acting out you should seek help. * Well, here is my first story that h...
The year was quickly approaching its end. Allison and I, but mostly Allison, had been through quite a whirlwind experience over the past 12 months. She sewed her wild oats where they needed sewing and I entertained my own personal harvesting as well. I fulfilled fantasies through her by the stories she told me and in some cases by my own personal witnessing....
My name is Sheela. Sheela means off good character. I am from a rural part of Karnataka that you have never heard of before. My parents told me the stories of the Vijayanagara Empire and all the like large empires that were started in our Indian state. All the while, we were sitting in a simple hut with only a thin wooden board between my fanny and the soil....