Although this is a stand alone story, I recommend reading 'In John's Playroom' first. * "I'm so fucking horny right now. I love watching you play with yourself. I want you to come for me Elizabeth. Bring yourself to orgasm for me, baby, yeah that's it," John encouraged as he stroked his vein-bulging cock, his boxers pulled down to the base of his shaft. E...
My fingers clutched the armrest of the chair as the Airbus descended towards the runway. The lurch that my stomach gave had less to do with the turbulent flight than with what was waiting for me at the end of the boarding ramp—or, more accurately, who was waiting for me. The woman sitting next to me glanced up from her book. An elderly black woman, she had...
New Readers: Each chapter builds from the previous. I highly suggest you start from chapter 1. Thank you for checking me out! Returning Readers: Thank you thank you thank you!! I appreciate your encouragement. Every single view makes my heart flutter. Please continue to vote and leave comments. It really helps me out! I hope you enjoy this! Ms. Angel Sand...
**This is a direct continuation of chapter 2. If you haven't read the first two chapters yet, go on and read those first. Don't forget to vote!** * The clerk in Dr. Feelgood's barely lifted an eyebrow when I came in, but when Melody followed me in topless, her tits covered in cum, her jaw dropped. I looked at the clerk twice, though, taking the opportunity...
Author's Note: I know that this chapter has been a long time coming, and I apologize for making those of you who are enjoying reading this storyline wait. I hope you enjoy this installment, and as always rate and comment to provide me with feedback as to what you liked or did not like. Also, continue throwing ideas my way you would like to see the characters...
My boss, Mr. Adams, calls me a nanny. He's pretty old school about things so I just let it go. I prefer the term, au pair, because it sounds so much more exotic and important. Mrs. Adams is probably the one who has the best grip on reality. She just calls me her "help." I started working for the Adams' to help pay my way through business college. Then about...
Been a while since I submitted anything, thank you all for the comments and feedback, I enjoy that I entertain so many with my stories, most of these are fantasy for me and there are some that are true to life. Either way I hope you enjoy this next chapter in the adventures of Jazmin and Steve. Chapter 4 Jazmin woke the next day to the smell of pancakes an...
After a couple of hours of total disdain and caution thrown over to the winds – Shanti naked to the core excepting for the 'mangalsutra' and a few other ornaments on her sexy but now extremely dirty body got up and went to the closet and picked out a champagne bottle and chuckled when she realized Suhas strong arms around her who pulled the bottle from her a...
It was the first rule in the Business Handbook for Detectives: don't schtup the help. So why was I in this position with my secretary, Irene. For heaven's sake, this was Irene, whom I had barely noticed the first few months she worked for me, who had stuck with me when another dame, Dana, had seduced me, made me do things I ordinarily would not have done, an...
When I married Helen I had no idea she was a slut. Not that it would have mattered - I'd of married her anyway. She was, absolutely and without a doubt, the best piece of ass I ever had. We met at a wedding reception, fell in heat with each other, and before the night was over we were in bed together. Six weeks later she moved in with me and six months after...