My husband is coming home soon. I better get in the shower. I shave my legs underarms and my pussy. Nice and clean for my man more importantly because I like my pussy smooth and hairless. Feels so sexy that way. I text him saying I have a surprise for him when he gets home and to wait for me downstairs. He replies "I've got one for you too." I feel giddy a...
As I drove to Roland's place of work I was a bundle of nerves, a very aroused bundle of nerves. Scared, but turned on. Worried about what I was about to do turning out badly, but I was also feeling something else, empowered, emancipated, confident, and very much in charge. It was heady and overwhelming. Much to my surprise it felt right. Having grown up in a...
I met Talita for the first time in a workgroup we both were part of. I was 44 years old and married at the time, and she was 25 and had just arrived, alone, at the city I live in to participate in a doctorate, leaving her parent's home behind. She caught my eye the first time I saw her... No, she is not one of those "erotic stories unreal women" we read abo...
He was sat on the sofa when his girlfriend returned. She was dressed to please in a skirt which barely covered anything, stockings and a very low cut top, but better still she brought another, beautiful girl with her. This had been his fantasy and he had been pestering his girlfriend to go with another woman for ages. She had been happy to go with another wo...
Hello again everyone. I'm sorry for the massive delay to this chapter. Not only had work got on top of me the last few weeks, but I've also been looking after my dad, who had a knee replacement surgery. For those who e-mailed me about my health, I am not only fine; I greatly appreciate the people that not only ask if I am ok, but also am eagerly anticipating...
About once a year, my wife and I engage in some sort of an indulgence. It may be a weekend getaway or a special occasion party; it may be just us, or it may include friends, or sometimes complete strangers. Sometimes we go separately, other times together, but however it happens, it's no holds barred, all out anything goes. This year it was a holiday party...
We didn't talk to each other the way there. I bit nervously on my lower lip, pretending to navigate my way through the mall traffic, only occasionally looking at Sarah. I peaked in my rearview mirror, switch lanes, conscious of the downpour outside. "You okay?" she said. I glanced at her. She looked so professional. A tan raincoat buttoned up, as if to pro...
*This chapter deals with much of the administration that new pets at The Matriarch must undergo. As a result, it doesn't contain as much of the good stuff as the introduction did. Rather, it lays more solid groundwork for future chapters.* ***** *When last we left off, our young protagonist had just been hired on as a pet by the notorious Violet, owner of...
Bradley sat in an empty, sterile room, his ankle chained to the leg of a chair, and his hands resting on a formica table. The chain was unnecessary, a joke; even if he cut it, where could he go? His life was now a barren room, no matter where he went. Dead ends in every direction. One manila envelope was in front of him on the table. He knew what was in...
Copyright 2011 Del Edwards She was dressed quite differently than she had been just a few minutes ago when he followed her home after their usual Sunday brunch. She liked to dress up as if she was going to church...heels, hose and a dress or blouse and skirt. They had walked to her car and she now stood between the car itself and the open driver's door part...