Author's note: As you may have noted from my previous posts, the stories I am submitting are true (with a little embellishment here and there) and are the stories of friends of mine. This is no exception, the characters in this story are my best friend Kimberly, her husband Roger, and myself. This is especially exciting to me since it is a story where I have...
This is my first attempt at writing about a lesbian relationship. Please forgive the presumption and please send me criticisms, suggestions and comments. The Sacred Band, chapter thirteen Ivy and Ginny (and Donald and Bruno) told by Ginny. She just started singing All the things you are to Bruno's sympathetic guitar backing, and we all stared open-mout...
Adele's mouth encircled my already erect nipple as a low moan escaped my moist lips; moist from the sweet juices that had seeped from her pussy moments before as my tongue had sent her into a wild orgasm as I lay between her open legs pleasuring her wet clitoris. But now it was Adele's turn to bring me those same pleasures as her finger rubbed gently over my...
The bar was small, and very crowded. The modified dance floor was blonde wood, nicely polished. Quaint was the word. The place was the perfect neighborhood bar- well the perfect neighborhood leather bar. You see arranged artfully around the dance area, with its floor length mirrors, was an array of bondage equipment. A horse, suspension chains and a large bl...
I was a stripper in a local seedy bar in town and pretty good at my job too. I worked the peak hours of 10 pm to 12 am. I didn’t like my job too much. I had to shed my clothes everyday for dozens of horny guys who couldn’t wait till after show hours to pick me up. But I was strict, I danced, I stripped but I rarely slept with any of them. At the most I would...
My boss, Mr. Adams, calls me a nanny. He's pretty old school about things so I just let it go. I prefer the term, au pair, because it sounds so much more exotic and important. Mrs. Adams is probably the one who has the best grip on reality. She just calls me her "help." I started working for the Adams' to help pay my way through business college. Then about...
I had recently arrived from England and those of you who have read my previous escapades since being here will know that I was having a crash course in the American Way Of Sex! I had met Randy when I was abducted to his sister's house and again when he called at my apartment. Now he has invited me to a party on Saturday. Saturday came around and I had done...
"What a hoot. Let’s do it!" Neither Mary nor Joan had ever really heard too much about these private sex clubs before and the thought of what must go on there intrigued both of them. Mary had not even heard of them before Joan had brought it up. Her good friend had been to one and had described much of what goes on there to Joan. When Mary had the word passe...
A full moon hung heavy in the summer night sky. It was like a scene from a movie but the reality of it was brought home to Graham by his heightened sense of arousal and the majesty of the individuals before him. He had been selected from a long list of applicants to witness a special ceremony like none other. The Southern Regional Obeah Society was having a...
Whilst all this had been going on Jeremy had been sat watching with a mix of emotions from the soundproof booth he'd been bundled into by two burly stage hands as soon as Louise's knickers were down. Obviously he felt terrible that his good lady wife was being stripped, shaved an d publicly humiliated on a grand scale and he'd been banging on the glass red f...