We return to the Oak Room, an exclusive room in a club in New York City where everyday people with exhibitionist streaks and the willingness to pay a hefty fee can fulfill their fantasies. Ten, two-person booths sit across from a squat stage. Twenty people enter, in couples. Each couple picks a number from a top hat on the way in. Then the doors are closed...
Mrs. Green seemed to know exactly what turned me on. Instead of stroking me hard again, she sensed that I wanted another look at her gorgeous body so she climbed off the bed and posed like a centerfold model at the foot of the bed. She swept her long blonde hair behind her head and gave me that sexy smirk again. My eyes drifted down her voluptuous body rea...
They called Dr.Tambellini, the head of Pulmonolgy at Buttermilk General "Tambo" the nickname of his youth,. He'd been called this when he'd played stoopball with his friends in the tenements of Angel's Alley, just a shade economically more prosperous than the denizens of the Buttermilk Narrows. Tambo was not pretentious; he considered much of his economica...
After the night at the club, I was completely and utterly Daddy's black cock loving sissy, Ashley. I had a deep crave for his big black cock that was unlike anything I had ever experienced, and after my full public display at the club, there was no hiding it. Not only was there no point in hiding it, I didn't care anymore. Something changed in my mentality...
Ch 2. The First Interview I pulled into Arkham parking lot ten minutes early for work, something I did rarely. I got out of the car with a brand new notebook, and a piping hot cup of coffee. My heels clicked on the wet pavement as I made my way towards the sliding doors of the main entrance. I wore red heels with dark blue jeans and a light pink turtleneck....
(Note: All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older.) On the evening of my sexual encounter with my students Andrew and Jim, who took away my virginity in such an enjoyable way, I took a shower, and then shaved my shapely legs, so they would be ready for me wearing a pair of very sheer pantyhose on the next day. I was still so exhilarated fro...
I am a sissy and I love it like most sissies I dream about belonging to a man to be owned by him. I fantasize about being outed and being forced to become a transsexual. I put out adds on craigslist NY looking for a Master. I take lots of pictures dressed, I take videos dressed saying my name is Karen I am a sissy and I want to become a transsexual for a rea...
Over the next several days Ta'tan'ia rose early, worked out, then got ready and went to Chief Daala's office. During her fourteen plus hour work days, Chief Daala sent her on quite a few errands—both personal and official. Ta'tan'ia also dusted Chief Daala's lightsaber display case twice a day, and helped DP keep the rest of the office clean. Ta'tan'ia also...
An excerpt from a story I began about 2 years ago. * We saw each other in the airport, and in an instant, we knew what would transpire... Our eyes locked, and with each step bringing us closer and closer to each other, we spoke volumes without saying a word. My ears focused on the staccato sound your heels made as they clicked across the terminal floor. Y...
Chavis crouched in the quite cramped dog-cage, and willed himself not to pee on the newspaper. His bladder was killing him, and he'd been in the cage for three hours, ever since Miss Hooks had gone out shopping. What if someone broke in, and saw him, a naked preppie, locked in a small dog cage? The burglar or whoever, would laugh his ass off, really. Final...