Being a slave-girl is emotionally and physically exhausting. After three days of being used as a naked plaything by twelve different women, I was spent. April and Stefania loaded me into the car, and I passed out from fatigue long before we ever got home. I'm not even sure how I got into the house. When I awoke, I was lying in April's bed with no memory of...
Following Jane out of the car, we entered a familiar lingerie store. Olive's, it wasn't the first time Jane and I had been here. They specialised in luxury bras and thongs, and part of that was fitting. So we'd both been fitted here a few times over the years. A well fit bra was the difference between sexy and a back ache. "Hey ladies, what can I do for yo...
"Do you believe in magic," Sarita asked. "The supernatural? Paranormal occurrences which can't be explained by modern science?" The question caught Leanne off guard as they were having lunch at an upscale downtown restaurant. As department managers for a major corporation, they were used to talking about employees, deals, and deadlines, often during lunch h...
John's POV I mentally kicked myself, I had revealed too much too fast and she hadn't taken it well. I got out, reaching under back seat and used the blankets from there to make a place for her to rest. She was shivering, probably a result of shock and the adrenaline crash from everything that had happened. I laid her down on the back seat and tucked her in...
"Fuck," I muttered as I pulled uselessly at the convenience store door. Of course it would be closed. After everything that had happened today, I really should have seen this coming. Or perhaps even without my own personal grievances, I should have predicted that maybe in the middle of a snowstorm in a city that rarely got more than a dusting of snow, a few...
*** This is chapter 2 in the series - sorry for the delay. Please be patient since this is my first time that I have written ANY stories. I am not exactly sure of the outcome of this series, but I DO know that cuckolding is NOT going to be the outcome, so I am sorry if it will disappoint some. Thank you greatly to many of you who have pleaded with me to hurr...
Superman tapped gently at the glass of Lois's window, his super-hard fingernail producing a sound not unlike the cliché pebble thrown by a teenage paramour. Perhaps Lois thought that was what it was, until she remembered her apartment was thirty stories up. With the realization—fast as it was—Lois rushed out of her bedroom, robe tied over the T-shirt and pan...
I have been dating Laura for a year now, and things have been going great. At 25, she's a full 15 years younger than me, but we get along fine. We usually have sex at my apartment, since even though she's a buyer for a major NYC firm, she still lives at home with her mom and younger sister Michele. This weekend though, with her mom out of town, I was going...
A Halloween Tale, For Holly Through the crisp fall evening air, the young couple ran from the apartment building across the parking lot to the silver Audi parked nearby. As they reached the car, she leaned back against the passenger door as he pressed up against her. She pulled him close to her for a quick little kiss. "Didya have fun, honey?" Heather aske...
This is an intentional slow burn type story, so it gets off to a slow start. I have a direction for this story and it doesn't lend it's self to a quick resolution. More a emotionally charged one. Please let me know what you think. Thanks for reading and letting me write for you. Martin * "Hey baby, It's me." "I know," she said, her words short and clippe...