“Oh-oh, here comes trouble…again. This is getting to be a regular hassle.” “A regular hassle?” The intern who had stopped to gossip with Annie, Senator Sullivan’s middle-aged secretary, was intrigued. “Regular hassle is right. And you can see her a mile away, with that long ponytail of hers’.” The secretary gestured towards an attractive woman, approachin...
The characters in this story are fictional, the invention of the writer, and are not meant to represent any factual person living or dead.The story is the property of the writer and no part of the story may be used without the express permission of the writer. I thank my editor Yellow Peril for his efforts in making my thoughts and work make sense. For those...
Practically every morning after a sex session with a ghostly lover, I had slept in until either Jane or Mrs. B came to wake me. For some reason, this morning I awoke quickly and completely. I didn't want to admit it even to myself, but the possibility of being fucked by one of my actual family members was exciting. I completed my morning toilet and, as I cam...
My land lady's knowing look held me transfixed. Quietly Mrs. Lehrer purred, "What are you?" A spasm of trembling shook my body before I could mew out, "I am a sub sissy slut, Mrs. Lehrer." "Hemmmmm," She hummed, "And what else are you slut?" Her voice was quiet, soothing, inquiring. "I am a wanton cum whore, Mrs. Lehrer," I admitted, blushing at such an a...
Laura had Steve lie on a gurney in the ER as she pulled the curtain closed around it. She took a pair of scissors and deftly cut his pants from his body. "Gwen, please get his shoes and socks off. We need to examine him closely, as well as x-ray him. Steve, can you tell me of any pain or injuries that I can't see?" "My shoulder hurts and my leg aches, but y...
Mrs. Diane O'Neil was special. She was one of those rare creatures who is beautiful, inside and out. In her forties, she was lovely to behold. She had a slim waist that accentuated generous curves. Her hair was a pale blonde, kept in a short, modern bob, and she always dressed stylishly. She was lovely in manner as well. Mrs. O'Neil was polite, and pleasan...
She was standing with her back to the little staircase that spiralled its way down from the library when Andrew Michaels first saw her through the little crowd at his house warming party. Andrew, stepping down the stairway at the time, was suddenly mesmerised by the way a loose curl had worked its way free from her hair band. He was intrigued by the way it h...
[This is what a teacher of mine would call a lesson story. Not a sex story, a cheating wife story, BDSM or anything like it. I found out six years after my previous wife cheated. When I found out I also found out that there were at least a dozen "friends" of mine who had known all along. They weren't family or in community with me. They aren't with me at all...
(AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is one in a series of stories about Susan O'Malley, a sexy older woman who loves to dominate men and women, young and old, with her golden showers. It contains scenes of extreme female domination and sex, pee-drinking, facesitting, farting, etc) Susan O'Malley wasn't much of a church goer. Never, in fact, did she go to church, save fo...
“Mrs. Marsh!” sang out Sandy. “So glad to see you again.” Sandy studied Judy’s expression, “Why the frown?” “I just proved my husband right.” Judy made a wry smile and added, “I lost all my money on the slots.” “Well, don’t fret! I never win anything either. But cheer up, after we’ve finished with you this afternoon, you will feel divine. This way please.”...