Megan walked slowly towards the door of the house. She would have turned and fled a long time before if Jean hadn't collected her, and wasn't with her as they approached. Truth be told, Megan would never have left her own house if Jean hadn't picked her up. It wasn't that Jean was forcing her -- quite the opposite. Jean had given her several opportunities...
A man, in the uniform of black breeches, shirt and Casanova mask entered the courtyard behind Lucrezia. In his hand, he held a long cane, with which he carelessly stroked Lucrezia's protruding behind. She struggled, a string of profanities audible only as whimpers. 'You have forgotten your manners, my little one. You are a superb trainer of women, but you m...
I had been dead three years when I pretended not to notice the man drop a pill into my white wine, but that didn't stop him from trying. It hadn't stopped the other six hundred and sixty five men who were intent on courting me in this bizarre and ungentlemanly manner and it wouldn't stop the next man or the next. My afterlife was an endless cycle of man afte...
I want to thanks everyone for being so supportive of this series, this chapter does not contain a lot more story than sex but still has some, it is important for the plot and where the story could go from here. Enjoy! ***** Brian was home in his apartment still trying to wrap his head around what happened a few days ago. He met an amazing and sexy woman wh...
It is hard to say exactly when I started realizing that my marriage was going south. I think it might have been the night of our honeymoon. I had always been of the impression that she enjoyed our sex life, but the night of our honeymoon there was no a moan nor a whimper from her as I attempted to satisfy her orally. The intercourse was just as cool and I...
I am coming around slowly and starting to remember what happened. Jack had given me some address and I followed his directions to the place where some lady was waiting for me. I can hardly recall how we got acquainted with her though... I think her name is Barbara. Yeah, right, Barbara. She looked so sweet. But what happened after I met her? I think we went...
For the first time in my life, I'm retired from sex and women. I'm done with sex. I've had it. It's over. I'm finished with women. That's not to say that I turned gay 'cause I haven't. I'm not even bi-sexual. Men as lovers don't interest me. Unless I'm watching a sporting event or having a beer with the guys, I don't even think of men and especially not in t...
-Are You a slut, doll-? His dark eyes locked with mine, as His voice calmly spoke. I had no idea what to answer Him, because I was not only a slut. I was also a lady and a playful girl in a perfect blend with the hungry and sensuous slut. He looked at me and smiled -Answer my question in this way, then; I want you - today - to prove to me and to yourself wh...
Tanya and Seth were friends before they were lovers and what wondrous lovers were they. Each knew what stirred the other's passions into a virtual frenzy of anxious anticipation until at last, their ritual would begin. "You know how I love the way you wear those skimpy black panties." "And what makes you think I'm wearing skimpy black panties?" "Because,...
The potholes awaiting any Numbers Guy are gaping and innumerable. What follows are two that sucked me in like an out-of-control vacuum, and spit me out like politicians do pathological lies. BLOW OUT This week's festivities found me on a collision course with a train wreck possessing the bountiful body of a porn queen. Of the ethos women are breeding vesse...