Little girl, little girl In your cloak of scarlet red Do you mean to raise the desire in my eyes? Little girl, little girl. What little seductive thoughts Do you hide behind that seemingly innocent guise? Little girl, little girl Do you know the things you do. Through darkened woods, as you skip alone Little girl little girl, Do you see me in the s...
This is our first story and loosely based on our own role playing experiences. All the characters are over 18 Our appreciation and thanks to Roman for the editing. All I can think about is you and how that text message reads: "I want you, my dirty little slutty princess to be daddy's little cum slut for the night". I was trying not to blush while...
Mary straightened after unpacking the last box and looked around at her new home with pride and joy. She and Frank had just moved into the smaller home in which they intended to live out the rest of their years together. They had recently celebrated their 53rd anniversary and knew it was time to enjoy their lives without the extra hassle and expense of the l...
Author's Note: This story contains light BDSM elements. All characters depicted are 18 years of age or older. Enjoy! ---------- No one ever gets these things right. Yes, Mother Goose—that's me! What threw you off—the garters and stockings and black leather whip? Like I said, no one ever gets these things right. Father Goose says they've twisted all my st...
A girl goes into an office carrying a classifieds add, there's a man at a desk. The desk has a computer, a fax machine, a printer, a keyboard, and a large comfortable looking leather chair. The girl is wearing a skirt suit-like jacket and a tank, all lavender; she has with her a briefcase. She had been sitting in a lobby with an empty desk, the man ushered h...
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Tracey stirred and opened her eyes. Her head felt a little fuzzy. What was going on she wondered. She had just had killer sex with her husband and her neighbor American neighbor John. Or had she? She looked around and tried to find her husband. What was going on? She called his name but he didn’t answer and she didn’t see him so she slowly crawled out of bed...
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"I`m sorry, miss, but this is wrong bill." Jack pointed at the piece of paper. He was in the small cafe near the center of his city, and it was a nice place - till this moment. "What`s wrong with the bill?" - waitress was young and pretty, and she spoke with heavy Eastern European accent. "It`s little too big, you see?" - Jack pointed at the sum. "It`s t...
Sometime later Jack awoke to find himself lying on the same paper-covered table, still nude with his clothes still somewhere in a different room. For a few moments he just rested quietly on the table musing about his recent experiences. So far it seemed that each visit Jack made to the clinic was better than the previous one. Almost immediately after Jack w...