The elevator doors slide shut and Sissy Kimmi taps the special access code into the keypad. Then she presses the "PH" button. In few seconds, she'll be at Mrs. Henderson's place on the top floor. Mrs. Henderson is not the type of woman who sends invitations to sissies. She's the type who tells 'guests' where to be and when to be there. Her handwritten summo...
Tight Fits Continued: Tom visits Amber and Karen at College By Ralle *This story is a continuation of the 5-part series A Summer of Tight Fits. (All persons engaged in sexual activity in this story are over 18 years old. Any similarities between this story and real people are purely coincidental.) ***** Mrs. Wilson lay in bed Saturday night after a ful...
A quick one for you this time. I put this one together during a rainy afternoon here in Mexico. In this scene, Sam, a young driver, takes his truck back to the yard one night and discovers that the voluptuous and desirable accounts clerk is working late. She offers him a quick drink of vodka and, when the conversation gets a little hot and heavy, shows him h...
The next day's newspaper had a review of our play. The reviewer liked it, and she particularly liked the bedroom scene. During the performance, the audience clearly gasped when they saw us in bed together, and the review suggested that the realism of that scene brought life to the entire performance. Yes, it was quite real. But would it stay that way, I wo...
As I mentioned in my bio we were involved in swinging "the lifestyle" for years. We've faded out of it but still keep some great friendships and every once in a while fall into a situation. See my story Blow jobs can be boring. We actually started before we married. The lifestyle is not what people think. It's not just fucking other people. There are a who...
Part One The Beginning As John Clarke came into the room, Mrs Murphy his 52 year old cleaning lady was more than ready. Over the past 4 weeks she had started to recognise her Employer's little mannerisms. She knew his needs so well. She was a nice lady and didn't want Mr Clarke to do anything that he didn't want to do. He was after all a Senior Teacher and...
I knew I was being careful. I thought I was being clever. But I never thought I could be caught in such incriminating circumstances by of all people my sister-in-laws husbands parents. I was playing the good brother-in-law by doing a bunch of minor home reno's for my wife's sister and her husband. To my delight they trusted me implicitly and left me alone in...
Brad sat in the front row facing the left side of the chalkboard. That's where Mrs. Holland spent most of her time, talking to the senior chemistry class and writing equations which most of the class did not understand. The guys were always talking about how hot she was for being so old. The truth is she was just 45, not too old by some standards. Not too ol...
Chapter One In 1805, Rebecca Thompson was the eldest child and daughter of a reasonably wealthy grain merchant. She and her family lived in the small town of Newport in Shropshire; her mother had some pretensions of grandeur, but Becky (as she was mostly known) had little interest and anyway, besides the county ball, there was nothing to be grand about. Co...
This story is total fantasy and there is no underage involvement or cruelty. ***** That night I told my husband everything about my confession to Mrs Miller and what I would be allowed to do without committing any serious sins. I also told him about the suggestion that it would probably be acceptable for me to wear very small panties and have accidents wit...