This may sound cliché, but you'll just have to deal with it. (I work in media, which is often about recycling and reusing old ideas – clichés – that have worked well in the past. And if they worked then, they'll work now. Times change, people don't. Think I'm wrong? Take a look at my car, my Gold Coast condo, and my stock portfolio and you'll see just how wr...
Eva had just obeyed the order of the two huge men to cum hard and she barely had time to catch her breath before they began the assault on her body anew. They fucked her hard and deep for a moment and she felt the cock in her mouth and the one in her cunt begin to stiffen. Then just as she thought they were both going to cum they stopped and pulled their c...
How it all began. It all started with a crazy idea. Sat in a public bar, Mick and I were simply bouncing ideas off each other for possible ideal jobs. He turned to me and said "the best job in the world has to be filming those porno stars" to which I replied "No... The best job in the world would be filming everyday housewives and their dirty little fantasi...
C-part one: Charity ...the door slammed hard from all the force of anger in charity, she spat out, "FUCK!" before going to the window and pushing back the drapes to peer outside. "What a night for this to happen" she thought as her hand swirled around the window pane to clear a spot to look out into the street with. charity had soaked for a long time in...
Please read "Jake's Tale" before reading this story, otherwise it won't make much sense. As in "Jake's Tale," I've changed the names and some of the places. I'm also writing in the first person based on what Jake told me. Thanks for reading and voting, Bill JAKE'S TALE – PART THREE It's been almost a year since our divorce was final. Next month is our...
Linda woke up the next morning with her body still in a hypersexual state. Her muscle still ached in a pleasant way from the ravaging she had been subjected to. Her mind was a lecherous haze and her thoughts swirled around sensations and images from the last few days of her slave girl performance. She was aware in a way that made absolute sense to her now th...
It was Wednesday morning, the day after Joni had given me my "physical". I went to Nikki's office to share a morning kiss, check out how she was dressed, and let her question me on my CFNM show for Joni (and Alicia). Nikki was wearing a navy blue business suit with a white blouse, the skirt just below the knee. Her long, tanned legs were bare, and she had n...
"You don't own me", Marie yells. "You might command those lickspittles at work but you will never command over me. I am not your servant and i will never be, stop telling me what i should do." "I told you to stop fucking these stupid bastard", you yell back, "that has nothing to do with owning you. You are my wife, Marie, w...
Dahska laid sleeping, dreaming about her new life. When the sounds of fighting woke her. "Clank tink swish tink vermboom." "Fuck." "Ahg oh fuck." Dahska ran down the spiral staircase that led to the courtyard. She burst out of the door and into the battle joining Sam. "Need some help." She smiled at him. "Sorry we woke you. These raiders try to get our...
Alice was bored; really really bored; so bored that even watching a fruit fly crawl across the heavy leaden stain glass window above Father Milliners head had become excitement personified. Every Sunday the whole college was forced to sit through this interminable service when there were a thousand better things for the eighteen to twenty one year old boys a...