This is the second part of a series. I hope you like it! ~~~~ I laid back in Lydia's bed, curled up next to her. We were under the covers naked after having sex. She was spooning me and snoring. I snuggled up back to her. At the same time, I felt awful; she didn't know it was just me in a woman's body. But I was also scared that her knowing what I'd done w...
Here is Part 2 of "Rick and Molly." Please be patient...this is more of a "slow-burn" build-up story. And remember much of this is a true account. * "Abby," Rick said, exasperated, "I just don't understand you now. When we first got together you were like the sweetest girl, but now you act like the entire male gender is your enemy. In case you haven't noti...
My wife started modeling for Artists after I had an artist I knew come over to help me with my figure drawing and my wife was used as a model. She did so good that he convinced her to model for the drawing group we belonged to. It took him a while to convince her, but once she started modeling for the group she enjoyed the exposure. The only thing she dislik...
The flight north across central Europe was an opportunity to test The Corseted Domme, Captain Wyndham pushing her to speeds of over 100mph to see how she handled. He was brought up on speed trials of bi-planes and got a visceral thrill out of flying fast. Besides, the race was on to get to Potsdam, the next destination, in time for afternoon tea. After the...
THE FUTILITY OF ATTEMPTING to inspire post-pubescent males to pay attention to my morning lecture—more accurately, my yet-again-bootless attempt to emplant even a soupçon of learning in their somnolent minds—forced me yet again to reconsider the wisdom of my accepting appointment as Charles Lutwidge Dodgson Distinguished Professor of Sociology and Forensic P...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Author's note: Like all of my other stories, this one is set in a female dominated universe where women control men sexually, especially their ability to orgasm. Here, women's main focus is using men for their own pleasure. Various technologies exist in this universe to al...
I stared at Mark over the table. He was lovely in the candlelight. He looks like a surfer boy, I thought. He might even be prettier than I am. Blond hair curled appealingly around his neck and framed pale blue eyes, tan skin radiated health and was - no doubt, the envy of his family in Holland. He was a diver and a swimmer, his long, lean body a testamen...
There was now a pause whilst Richard did his own job and thought about my suggestion. It gave me more time to ask around discreetly about the manner in which he treated his accounts and everyone I spoke to said he would stand no fiddling or concealment. It seemed this did not always go well with the ethics of his bosses who might be glad to see the back of h...
They arrived at Reims airport just before twelve and Nicole was waiting for them. Bunty introduced Paul to Nicole, and Val hugged her as they had already met. Nicole was a beautiful woman who had a very confident way with her. She was driving a beautiful Mercedes Estate which comfortably took all their luggage. Nicole suggested that they now go for lunch at...
It was the following morning, the day of the wedding. I woke up early around 07:30, Jim was still fast asleep. I couldn't resist watching the video of Jennifer again. Watching her masturbate for her future brothers in law was something special. I was going to watch the 2nd video of the mind-blowing sex from the night before but Jim started to wake. "What th...