I am 22 years old, 5'6" tall, long straight black hair, and I have an athletic body. I live in the suburbs of Nashville, TN. Just outside of Nashville is a fairly large public park, this is where my story takes place. It was a beautiful spring day and I decided that a little adventure was in order. I woke early and found the items I would need. This consis...
After my dad died in a farm accident, mum tried to make ends meet by leasing the farm and renting a house in town. Mum worked hard as a receptionist in the local real estate office, and I had a part time job, working at the hardware store on weekends and after school. I agreed with mum that if I could finish my last year in high school, we could have mor...
I had been transferred to a small town to take over an existing supermarket store from an existing manager who was retiring after managing it for the previous eight years. My company had booked me into a hotel in town for Three weeks while I looked for a place to rent. At the Real Estate office, I met Veronica at the reception desk. She was a widow whose h...
Chapter 9: The Big Blow Job "Hey, is that my special friend?" Tracy said. She was wearing sweat pants and a ripped T-shirt over a pink sports bra that was making a heroic but ultimately impossible effort to contain her massive breasts. "It is," Janice said. "He wanted to see the popping room, and we were just watching Megan practicing for her balloon test....
This is the third part of the Ms. Alexandria series and part two of The Second Interview. I believe it will stand alone, but will make more sense if you read the earlier parts of the story, particularly Part 2a. This part starts with the last paragraph of the previous part. Ms. Alexandria: The Second Interview -- A day out. Part 2b Mistress walks up behind...
(Authors Note Apologies for the delay! This one has taken me longer than I'd have liked because I switched it up a little and I wasn't feeling it as much as I have with the other stuff I've written. At one point I was close to canning it, but I am glad I've persevered. And, more importantly, I hope you enjoy it and don't mind the slight shift. Two parts le...
I would like to say two things before you read this little story. First, I'd like to thank my editor, Erik Thread, for going beyond what is expected of an editor. He guided me and helped me to make this story better. Second, because a number of readers have commented upon it, I'd like to warn you about the second paragraph. It is a vivid but true descriptio...
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...
You are leaned against me, between my legs. Your hands are chained to the head of the antique bed, your ankles to the foot. I am settled in behind, beneath you and am propped against the headboard. You sit, naked between my legs, resting against me. I can feel your breathing. Your belly is full to bursting and you desperately, desperately want me to let you...
It seemed like it had been the longest winter ever, but it was finally in the low 70s and the sky was the picturesque blue with billowing white clouds you could almost touch. This weather always brought out my playful side, and I woke up feeling so happy. I had completed my initial morning tasks, given Sir his wake-up blow job, and as he does every Sunday, h...