31st December A Disgrace of sluts New Year's Eve was special. The hotel hosted a select group of rich and rather scary men. All hands were on deck; which was twenty eight tarts, plus maids, receptionists, doormen, waiters and waitresses and extra kitchen staff. I had helped out before in a non-sexual role (or so Mum thought) and I had always found the nigh...
I woke up feeling groggy after a long fitful night. Spying on two beautiful young ladies getting intimate with their boyfriends was tiring. Lara's unbelievable body, tight athletic torso, perky, rounded, small breasts with taut nipples getting sucked on by her boyfriend, the volleyball player/male model. And then there was my best friend John, getting a blow...
Chapter 9 Epilogue Mitch picked me up from a small station in Wiltshire after I had carried out a rigorous anti-surveillance process in leaving London a few days after the operation during which I had lain low in another part of the city. There had been little reference to the fire in Epping but the news was full of the apparent execution by ISIS of two pe...
"Yasmin, my dearest wife, would you please get that big round ass of yours away from me? I've got to study for my LSAT," Bashir Diallo said, and the big and tall, dark-skinned and ruggedly handsome West African Muslim scholar sighed deeply, and set down his copy of the Princeton Review LSAT Prep book. Only three weeks until the LSAT and he didn't feel too co...
CHAPTER 19 Don't just stand there, Dan, come in. In the kitchen Dan put a container down on the table. He looked over to where Martin was occupied pouring drinks. G'day doc. Hope y'like apple pie. He looked down at the container, tapping its lid absently with his stubby fingers. He glanced up at David. Sorry to hear about your dog, son. He was a good 'un...
This is a story of a loving couple, exploring her authority and cuckolding. If this offends you please restrain from commenting. I would love to hear opinions from those who are interested in this subject. Thank You, and Enjoy this is my second story to be posted. * The mood is loving, soft, gentle, quiet. We are alone in our usually chaotic house. Taking...
Chapter Eight: Liberty Leading the People Jane Matthews lifted her thigh booted legs gently from the bucket seat of her sports car and stretched, carefully avoiding her head on the raised door, which let out a cloud of smoke into the cold air. Because she was driving, and because it was a reminder to Ruth Mears of the power of mink, she wore the Blackglama...
When Rob woke up to the alarm on Thursday morning it took him a few seconds to work out all the feelings and strange aspects of discomfort on his body. His mind started to recall how the evening before he had agreed to play the chastity game with his wife and she had encapsulated his dick in a fiendish metal fibre sock and tied it back between his legs facin...
Thomas and I had been an item for a little over a month now. What started out as simple lunches between friends, turned into a surprisingly satisfactory relationship. We fucked like bunnies every time we could and when we couldn't, he did all that sweet boyfriend stuff us girls dream about. Tom was pretty perfect for me and we seemed to fit together as if we...
Nothing on the telly, so .... My formative years were fairly dull in sexual terms. There were a few typical childhood games - 'I'll show you mine if you show me yours' etc, but nothing more. My home was not the sort where we wandered about naked in the house - not that there was any big deal over it - just that no-one did it! I suppose then that my interes...