Simi's Story Chapter 1 – Loving Wives Tag: Submissive Indian Wife Exposes For Her Husband's Pleasure Author's note: This is the story of Simran, an Indian Woman who does all sorts of things for her husband's pleasure. First she exposes herself in front of other women. In the next part the readers will read how she engages in lesbian sex and then group sex,...
Our company was making money again. At least the west coast division was. It was because of the brilliant management of our new boss, BB Taylor. BB had been with us for a year and had been through four boyfriends. You see, BB is a cougar – a 45 year-old cougar, who could easily pass for thirty-two. I had been her first cub after she took over and it was a...
Chapter Five: The Cabin This is the story of just how a slave was selected as her Master's full time slave. As you can see by the title this is the fifth part of this work. While it should be able to stand alone it might help the reader to read the previous four chapters. I encourage you to rate each part and I invite your comments. So please take the time...
Rorick was a new paladin; he eyed his holy symbol dangling from his neck with pride. It shined so well he could see his own reflection in it, and he'd worked very hard to earn the holy symbol of Dormon, the god of law and purity. He was already on his first mission; the church had sent him past the mountains and to the west where he would find a small villag...
The rain slashed through my headlights like miniature meteors streaking Earthward. The slap-tick of the wipers was mesmerizing. Only the gut-grinding fear of losing traction on this two-lane road in the eastern mountains of Tennessee kept me from surrendering to their metronomic pulsing and drifting off to sleep. I was at the range of my endurance. I'd been...
My wife Sherry and I had a long discussion. It was a typical Friday night as we laid in bed talking about the busy work week we had. Our 18 year old son, Trevor left for college out West just over a month ago. He's our only child. Sherry was my high school sweetheart. We got married young. We were both 18 years old on our wedding day. We both look back at...
The day was windy and cold, ten degrees cold, and I pulled my coat tighter, shivering. There was one meeting yet, before my vacation would start. For years I'd wanted to visit some friends in Modesto, halfway across the country, and see them during Christmas. Gene had been a close friend in college and after graduation we'd kept in contact, mostly through le...
Typically, being sent to a Department of Transportation sponsored training or seminar evokes a mixed reaction. You're happy to get out of the office for a day or two, but it can be pretty boring and it generally isn't held at a very glamorous location. Sure, you get some face time with the DOT staff and get a chance to network with your peers, but you end up...
I grab your arm and push you against the wall. I press against you, spreading your legs with my feet, holding your wrists tightly in my hands, your breasts crushed against the hard surface. You try to fight me off, pushing against my body. "Stop fighting, I know you've wanted this for years," I growl softly into your ear. Despite the sternness in my voic...
"Jim, I've got a problem. Do you have time now to talk with me about it quickly? I'm on my break and this isn't life or death, but it's close." "Hold on Gail Marie, let me run into the spare conference room for a bit of privacy." It took me about a minute to find the room and thankfully it's empty. "Ok, what's up?" "You know that I'm in the ER this week be...