Unless stated otherwise, all characters are over the age of 18. * Sept. '08 Simon watched as she lowered her mouth ever closer to his hard shaft. It was so stiff he thought it would burst from the pressure. When her tongue lightly grazed the tip, he felt certain that he would explode right there. Her smoldering eyes glanced up at him. He couldn't see her...
A little insight to who I am and why I am like I am. * I used to work in the Sex Industry. No, not that part of it... Not yet at least. ;) I was paid to sit on the end of a phone and talk to people. I was a Chat Line Operator. Paid by the hour, to sit and talk. I didn't set out to be a "Paid Sex Worker", I was young, I had rent to cover and it started...
For a full background readers should review Part 1 before reading this chapter. Basically, this is the story of how my wife Ann, who used to be sexually adventurous, became more and more conservative and how I set out to change things back to and beyond the way they were. Besides the activities described in Part 1, Ann in the past had allowed me to use a wi...
Note: Everyone is 18+ in this story. Principal Hardley strode into Nurse Johnson's office tits first. But that is how she always entered a room. Proud bosom thrust forward. Back in college, her friends would joke that her breasts got to class a minute before she did. Spotting the school's nurse daydreaming behind her desk, the principal tsk-tsk'd and walk...
Assault on the station As the troops were moving towards the station the EU troops floated up next to them. She passed a fiber line to the commander of the others and they started making plans. They had already talked but as they were moving closer aspects of the station were becoming clearer. Even as their suits had the flat black EM paint so did the stati...
All you "normal thinking" conservative women leave this story alone. First of all it is about what an exceptional woman did for me and second of all it is true. She is gone now. Writing about her helps me keep our thirty years together alive in my memory. Roselyn was a talented, intelligent beautiful woman through her twenties, thirties and forties. She rem...
A few weeks later, as she is treating Vincent's wounds, she feels very glad that most of the cuts are healing nicely. 'Are you happy?' her charge asks her with a sonorous male voice, but a child-like inflection. In reply, she hugs him lovingly. 'Very happy. Your wounds are almost better.' His strong hand moves towards the only wound that is still not h...
Dear, kind Sir, You decided we should write love letters to each other, each without seeing the other's first. I know it's not my place to express my opinion unless you ask to hear it-but this is a fantastic idea! Thank you for giving me permission to tell you just what goes through my head and heart, literally every day. To jump right in with the first t...
Female Empowerment Management, or F.E.M., plans an exhibition. It plans to use its "assets," like Mac Zander, to attract more high quality female employees. *** "Most of you are going to the exhibition," Miriam, one of his many female bosses, said to Mac. Her dress was silky and long. Pearls adorned her neck. By "you," he knew she meant him and the other...
This story is a complete work of fiction. In said work all characters are at least 18 years if age. This is my first story so constructive criticism is welcomed. Enjoy or not don't let me tell you what to do. *** Daniel had an issue, the issue being that when he had first started watching porn he like any other cis-gendered male had started with a voluptu...