A polite telephone conversation followed weeks of email. A date and time was set. The ground rules were simple: we would meet for drinks at an elegant old Nob Hill hotel. I knew that its lounge area offered privacy among the sumptuous, overstuffed chairs and sofas. It would be drinks, and only drinks, if she did not want to proceed. But if she did want to go...
I received an email from Greg the Pornographer. He had shot my first porn scene, and what I had thought would be my last. He said a Japanese porn company was in town and they were looking for an American girl to shoot with. He said the pay was excellent — $5000 for a one-day shoot! But they did very extreme porn. And none of it would be released in America....
Rutherford Stonemiller looked at his hands. Callouses from his days in the warehouse were still there. He wore a 10 thousand dollar suit with an equally expensive watch and drove a car that cost as much as a three story home, but none of that mattered if a Japanese investor felt those damning, middle class hands. He'd spent a fortune on hand creams, but noth...
Meet the Lutz family. Well, that's their legal name, anyway. Most people who know them refer to them by their nickname: the Slut family. Marsha Lutz is a widow, 42 years old, and the very definition of a MILF. Her husband died almost ten years ago -- probably from exhauation -- leaving her to raise their twin boys and one daughter. Marsha's husband left her...
Right now, my sub Stefan Huffington is huffing and puffing because my other sub Bill Kent is fucking him in the ass. Stefan is a big and tall black man of Caribbean descent whom I've known for quite some time. He's totally bisexual, and likes all things kinky. I once let him lick my delicious and sweet pussy after sodomizing his ass with my strap-on dildo. B...
"OK, I'll try to start at the beginning. I guess that makes sense," Zerzinski said. Once again, he looked toward the corner of the room. Where he kept his memories, apparently. He was finally seeming to be more or less at ease with telling me stories that include intimate details. I would certainly understand if he never got used to it. But it sure flows...
Mistress Sarah White here. I'm a six-foot-tall, kind of chubby but still sexy, blonde-haired and green-eyed Irishwoman living in the city of Vancouver, British Columbia. The most racially diverse city in all of Canada. Welcome to my kinky, twisted world. I am a for-profit BDSM Mistress specializing in interracial domination. Believe it or not, most of my cli...
Lights were flashing, music was bumping, drinks were flowing and bodies were dancing. Sweat scented the air along with alcohol, smoke and the sultry perfume of sex. Everywhere I turned I could see horny men with their hands tightening around their crotch. Women beckoning the poor fools while removing their skimpy garments and letting them flutter to the stag...
I'm...nervous. Worried that the bite of the rope may hurt, or leave noticeable marks in the skin. If that were to happen, would I be in trouble? Or, am I in trouble already? "Take your clothes off." I try to stay in control, not let my hesitation show; and as she slowly slips out of her clothing, I am surprised at how compliant she is. My eyes wander up fr...
Victoria smiled as she admired her reflection in the huge floor to ceiling mirror wall in her elegant private dressing salon. She was glad the war was over; it was good to wear white gloves and nylons again. Examining her image more critically she adjusted her hat just a tad so her lovely blonde bangs peaked out just so. Now that the occupation was over th...