Sister Maria Clare led the youth into the dank cell beneath the convent where she knew they would not be disturbed or heard through the thick dungeon walls. She bade him lift his robes to the middle of his back and bare his lean buttocks to her. From the nun’s expression, the boy knew he would gain no mercy. He was thankful his fear had caused his cock to...
If, for you, jerking off isn't trendy, Then read about wanking for Wendy, Now her story is out, I don't have a doubt, You'll be hard as a rock, not bendy. * The nature of marriage has changed rapidly. During 25 years in the swinging scene I've seen it happen at first hand. In the old days there weren't too many of us, we were mostly late-30's and 40's and...
The dappled afternoon light was distinctive outside the car window as Valerie drove down the tree-shrouded lane towards Nogardshire. The light; she noticed it as it was diffuse, not the gray light of the so often leaden sky. This light glowed with the luminous texture of a pearl caught by the sunlight. Michael Dane, the name danced across her thoughts, nev...
Night fell and the main fire pit slowly burned down, plunging the tent into a gloomy twilight. Tah-ri could sleep only fitfully, thanks to her uncomfortable position and the emptiness still aching in her. Tah-ri shuddered involuntarily awake in the depths of the night as some of Jor's seed slowly seeped out of her. Her dreams had flashed again and again ove...
The Not So Hidden Dilemma Two days later. "Sorry for interrupting class," the intercom buzzed on as Mary the secretary spoke. "Here are the evening announcements; can the following students please meet the principal at break; all V.3 boys and C.2 girls and Rosy O'Brian: P4, thank you". The intercom buzzed off. The teacher resumed talking. "Turn to page...
This story is entirely fictional. ***** Now the problems begin. Fiona Cassavettes lay in the bath, water up to her chin, with the bubbles gradually subsiding. The bathroom was stocked with all manner of exotic expensive bath oils but she still obstinately preferred the Badedas which she had used since she was a teenager. She pulled herself up and let more...
From the first day he saw her, he knew she was the one. It was the middle of October. Fall had arrived and the trees had changed into their yellow, red and orange attire. She was standing on the porch of a small picturesque house. Like Snow White her alabaster skin glowed in the sunshine, and her delicate hands were carefully arranging a rose bush in a pot....
The air rushing past us was uncharacteristically warm for a Northern California night. We had decided there was no way we could stay in the city for what promised to be the first nice weekend of the summer and now the Jeep climbed a twisting road into the mountainous interior of Mendocino National Forest. We had stopped to take the top down shortly after we...
HER My name is Caitlyn James. I have been married to Steve for three years. From the moment I met him until just recently I have been happier than I ever thought possible. For some reason, though, he has moved out of our home. He thinks I have been having an affair. I haven't but I'm angry at his lack of trust in me. He doesn't seem to realise that I love h...
"I'm sorting the wedding album, which pictures do you want?" Like I would really want anything to remind me of my failed marriage with Sherry. I wanted to ask if she had any that showed her kissing my ass but decided against it, goddamned photographs anyway. That had been a lot of the problem between her and me, photographs, not to mention I hate to argue....