Matt is finally in high school, and excels in academics despite his confinement to a wheel-chair. He suffered from a rare illness when he was younger which left his legs useless. His body above his legs worked fine, including his recently awakened groin which his mother discovered from cleaning his underwear recently. She also discovered some girly-mags unde...
Kevin's hands slid down her ass, spreading her big, bouncing cheeks apart and shaking them roughly in his hands before he gave another hard slap. She felt the sound echo and she winced, out of instinct she reached back and rubbed her ass. This time he didn't stop her, instead he wanted to punish her. About the time Rebecca began to rub the sting away, Kevin...
My arms hurts. I don't remember what I was last doing to make them hurt. What is wrong with my head? I feel light-headed and fuzzy. Why is it so dark? Wait, not dark. I am blind folded. My arms are handcuffed above my head. That's why they hurt. When did this happen? I was at home reading the last time I remember anything. Ok breathe. Where am I? It seems...
The club was packed with couples. The site of so many naked and near naked women aroused him. The only thing that kept his stiff cock from springing out of his tight slacks was the fact he was alone. He looked at his watch, found a spot at the bar where he could see the door, and ordered a drink. Sheila didn’t seem like the type of person who liked to make a...
"She's ovulating," she could hear a man say. The blindfold had obviously made her other senses sharpen as she heard every word of the low murmur. Since being captured and tied up, she had been constantly on alert to find out what they wanted with her. So far, only male voices had been heard, but she still hadn't figured out why they had kidnapped her from he...
Missy Anne, and her husband, owned a cotton plantation, in south Carolina. The plantation, was 200 acres, it had 12 slaves for house duties, and 200 slaves, for field duties. Missy Anne's husband, was a drunk, and philanderer. He was never at home, and his foreman Dick strong, was in charge of the place, most of the time. Missy Anne, was exited. Tomorrow,...
Panicking, she asked, "What the hell is this, James?" "Honey, it's ok. I invited them," I said, "It's Joe from the health club, remember a few weeks ago in the steam room-I think you two have met?" For a minute I thought she would slap me, "James, that was a mistake. I told you I wanted to forget it! You're my husband and I don't want to be with anyone b...
He makes sure they all get a good look at my rear end. He pinned my skirt up in the back, large safety pin holds my skirt up at the top. It's a large baby diaper safety pin, one that women used in the 1950s, pink plastic shows at the top. Kind of cute, the pink plastic matches my ear rings. I could just take my skirt off but he says it's way sexier this way,...
The ad was a simple photocopied sign pinned to the bulletin board in the cafeteria: "Model / waiter(ess) needed for fashion show. Age, size, gender not important. Paid." A phone number and the address of the local Art's college were listed below. Pat hadn't been a model since a brief stint in the pages of the local mall's catalog, many many years ago. But...
Lost in Eros Book I: The Manor The Gym, Pool & Hot Tub Don and Tascha came out of the ballroom into the foyer with the winding staircase. "OK, so the Player was supposed to help us find the garden, but, obviously he's not here," Don said, thinking out loud. "Obviously," Tascha smirked. "So we'll have to find it ourselves." "Or try to until we stumble...