I called my twenty-six year old secretary, Morgan, into my office to correct something in a letter she just typed. While she was leaning over, bracing herself with her hands on my desk I noticed she suddenly doubled over in pain. I swiveled my chair around and saw she was holding her stomach in pain. "Morgan, are you all right?" "Not really," Morgan replie...
Writer's note: I wrote the first chapter of Secretary Morgan's period at the beginning of the year sometime. I didn't realize they rejected it because of spelling and grammer mistakes. Sorry about that. Chapter 2 Secretary Morgan's Period It has been almost a month since Morgan and I discovered we had the hots for each other. Since then we spent much...
The next morning I awoke to the smell of pancakes and bacon filling the air. It was glorious. And then I remembered where I was. I was still laying in James's bed. Only, these weren't the sheets that had been there when I fell asleep. Had he picked me up and moved me out of the bed and changed the sheets? Not that I didn't mind, I mean, the sheets were cover...
The cheap hotel carpeting prickled her legs through the sheer black nylons as jenny knelt by the door. Although she and Master Robert had met like this before, she always felt a twinge of apprehension while she waited for Him to arrive. Would He show up? Would she be abandoned? Would she ever see Him again? The questions swirled in her blonde head, conjuring...
I felt self-conscience kneeling behind Larry as he laid face down on his bed with my tongue pushed deep into his asshole. Not because I was rimming my wife's brother, but because I'd come straight from work and didn't have an opportunity to get my sissy girly outfit on. I was discovering how sexually powerful submission could be, especially for a straight...
"Come over here princess, it's time for you to be my husband's little fuck-bunny." The time had come. He obediently walked over and she instructed him to drape himself over the stacked pillows, then bury his face in the corduroy pants on the other pillow. He did, and between the pillows, the bedspread and Susan's pants his whole body was now rubbing agai...
I decided to ride home that afternoon with the windows down and satellite radio off. The day had a surreal feel to it and somehow, the norm didn't seem appropriate. After many years of hard work, I was retiring. I didn't plan on just sitting at home, I just wasn't sure what the next section of my life would entail. My wife, Sara, had planned something specia...
Notes & Disclaimers: This story is set in a land far, far away where unsafe sex has no consequences; a land where HIV/AIDS, Hepatitis, and other STDs don’t exist. PLEASE DON’T TRY THIS AT HOME! It is fiction...it is FANTASY! This story is a work of FICTION! None of the characters or events herein is based on real people, either living or dead. It was p...
{This story deals with women's bodily functions—all three. If this offends you, please read no further. All characters are over 18.] *** Phyllis Fenton was in the midst of her usual turmoil at her office, with phones ringing and everyone seeking her assistance on what seemed to be every pending order in the office. She was the key person who kept things mo...
Andrew had sunk somewhere below rock bottom he felt. Life had become miserable. Nothing in his existence was going well. Keeping with the adage of Americans hitting the open road in times of tumult, he followed suit and packed some of the belongings he still owned. During his recent divorce, he'd acquiesced and signed over much of his net worth to his now fo...