Ev is my slave in real life. She is a beautiful Asian slut. We are taking a short break right now whilst she concentrates on her studies. This is the continuing story, written by both of us, telling of how we first met ... * PART 8 Slut (14) ... Sold. Sold like a slave. Forced to display my slave body in every imaginable revealing manner. Forced to cum a...
Dear Reader, This story is a continuation of "The Four-Some". Most of the characters in this story were introduced and developed in the first story so I encourage you to read "the Four-Some" first. This story will be more enjoyable if you know what's going on at the beginning. ***** Marie and Steve had been living in Susan and Alan's house full time for...
This story contains a number of different elements; BDSM, bisexuality, group sex, bondage, anal, lesbianism and homosexuality. If these topics upset you, go away! If they don't, enjoy. ***** Jennifer Lowe was a successful woman. She ran a medium sized advertising agency that a few years back was a very small advertising agency. She had a staff of 22 and t...
The Apartment "Le cœur a ses raisons que la raison ne connaît pas." "The heart has its reasons which reason does not know." — Blaise Pascal, Pensees Lydia's apartment was located on the top storey of an old inner-city mansion. It was spacious, with balconies that overlooked the business district on one side and the river on the other. It was elegantly fu...
What do you call a thousand lawyers at the bottom on the ocean? A good start. **** The funeral was beautiful, and almost everyone was smiling. The dead man's employers were smiling. They would never have to rely again on Mick Phelan's courtroom savvy, his encyclopedic knowledge of Chicago city politics, his ability to negotiate the twisted and labyrinthi...
My first idea was to target Ling in our neighborhood. I was trying to make sure I ran into Ling while walking around in the neighborhood. It took nearly a week for me to get to know her schedule to walk the dog or visit the park, but I finally ran into her on a Tuesday. We chatted a bit and decided to have lunch on Friday. Ling is a visual sensation. She is...
I would like to thank mostera1 for all his help. He always makes my stories better. "Honey, do you trust me; I mean really trust me?" Now there's a question for you; how the hell do you answer that? If you say yes, you really trust her you know damn well you're not going to like the next thing that comes out of her mouth; but, if you say no, you don't trus...
The first thing Dylan felt when he rolled out of bed was his head. It throbbed. On top of that, his legs felt like he had run a marathon, his back felt like he had fought a tiger, and his cock was sore. Two aspirin, a warm shower, and a bowl of cereal later, he felt his body begin to reassemble itself. It was near to noon and he checked his messages on his p...
Last September, my husband got called away on another business trip. He didn't often leave the states, but this time he had to go to London. He had been there three or four times in the past, but I was never able to go with him. I knew he liked London because he would always come home and tell me about it. Mostly the nylons. Apparently, most women in London...
All characters, events, and text in this story are purely fictional, and are created by and the sole property of the author. Contains adult material. * * * While mall shopping for Christmas presents with my friend, I happened to mention that my husband, Alan, had become fascinated with looking at erotic pictures and videos on some of the Internet sites....