Mrs Boroclough lived alone, but her house was the biggest in Peasmarsh. It had tall windows with ornate guards, and a polished copper plate fixed on the wrought-iron gate engraved with her name - as if everyone for fifty miles around didn't know who she was. It was far too big for a widow-woman who's children had grown-up and departed, but she insisted that...
Chapter Six A Brief Recollection of Things Past The way it had started out Angela thought she had things pretty much under control. She'd married a good looking rich man, and had managed to keep his meddling sister Vonda at bay. However, she'd had to make some awkward compromises. For one she'd agreed to a battery of psychological tests that hadn't made an...
Since long I haven't written a story so maybe I am a little rusty but I hope you enjoy it anyway. There are some autobiographic parts in it but most is fantasy, which part is real and which is fantasy I leave to you. Like any other author I do love comments too, whether they are good or bad. So please leave some words of praise or critics. Those critics whic...
He was pleased. The girl was indeed starting to show more promise than he had thought. He was ambivalent about losing the chance to recreate their first time together. He had thought that was how he would end the lesson instead he had started pushing her to her limits. Draining her to the point she could no longer think properly on purpose. And he was plea...
Author's Note: This story was requested by SmashKing on Hentai Foundry. My story begins with this classmate of mine, a Japanese girl called Rin. She'd appeared in a few of my classes sometime around the middle of the semester, without any explanation. We'd never spoken, since she never stuck around after class long enough to, but I have to admit I'd stole...
The foggy blues and greens in the smoky club transformed to a brilliant wash of pure light over the stage where three Asian girls came to life. The music lifted to a throb of Japanese trance and many secret eyes watched the beauty of sex unfold. Dressed in strategically torn rags the girls touched and kissed each other, small grunts and moans drifting throug...
My name is Tom, my wife Emma and I had been married for about 15 years before my eyes started to wander a bit. I will admit I screwed up big time. I had an affair with a young woman named Christine from my investment firm. The details of that aren't really important but what followed after Emma finding out was a winding, twisted journey that led me to my cur...
Kawakami Sadayo sat at her recently cleaned work desk at home with her head in her hands and a weary look on her face. She had just gotten done grading papers from her class's latest test and boy was she tired. Still, considering that most of the grades she gave were pretty substantial, she wasn't too heartbroken. Her students were certainly dedicated, if th...
When I was in my late teens, I couldn't let a minute pass by without thinking about sex or a day without jerking off. I was obsessed with my penis. Even for a kid, I built up a pretty decent collection of hardcore magazines and a couple of videotapes to masturbate to. Both my parents worked full time, so I had free run of the house to totally strip down, lie...
Emma took comfort in the shoes he'd bought her as the days passed, and as she slept she thought hard of the warm suitor's face and kissed her pillow; her anus tingling sweetly on the butt plug, imagining the beautiful sensation she'd experienced when he'd mastered her for the first time. She yearned for him and hoped he'd not just used her for a moment's ple...