Kalisha Connors tossed in her bed, throwing off the red satin sheets. Something was missing. It was morning. Saturday morning. She could sleep in. A glance at the clock told her it was nearly noon. She had been dancing at the 360 Club until three in the morning, and then she and Wendy and Cindy had picked up a couple of guys for a ménage a cinque. She had go...
"So what should I wear tonight?" my wife asked as she was getting ready for a rare girl's night out. "How about your short skirt and boots?" "You want your wife wearing that out?" "Of course. You look hot. You know I want you to get hit on. And who knows what else..." "Ha, you joke about that, but I don't think you could handle it." "Try me and see, I...
Chapter 4: Sharing Nigella The first three chapters of my adventures with Nigella Lawson were published earlier. In the first chapter I had some daydreams after I watched her on TV. In the second chapter I first met her. Thanks to some favorable circumstances I was able to check my daydreams in reality. In the third chapter I discovered her submissive natur...
'When I think back on all the crap I learned in high school, it's a wonder I can think at all,' thought Roy Robinson to himself as he drove west on Route 17. His mind had been wandering all morning. He chuckled grimly as he considered how his lack of higher education hadn't really hurt him. He was still able to read the writing on the wall. As a teen, and t...
Writhing and wriggling on her bed Judy slipped her hand inside her panties, working her fingers against her clit. Her skirt was bunched up over her hips and the slight incline of her head allowed her to see herself through the large bedroom mirror. Though sex, and communication, with her husband Ben had marginally improved he remained distant and self-absorb...
"Can you escape?" she asked. "I don't want to escape, Mistress." "That isn't what I asked." Her eyes ran over every part of him, all at her fingertips to use however she pleased. "Can you escape?" He pulled against the ropes holding him spread eagle in the center of the bed, his elbows and knees bending until they hit the resistance. Her blood ripped thro...
This story recounts one of the many conquests of Samson, the most accomplished rakehell of medieval times. Describing our hero requires few words: "There are men. And then there is Samson." If you can picture a man with the charm of Casanova, a physique that would intimidate the Incredible Hulk, and a phallus to put John Holmes to shame, you now know Samson....
Onboard the White Queen's floating ship, Ororo Munroe was trying very hard not to lose her mind. Ever since she was a little girl, she'd been claustrophobic. Sometimes the only way she could stand a narrow hallway or a crowded elevator was to remember her power. She was Storm, mistress of the elements, and with a thought her lightning could break her free o...
Slave is puppy trained Mrs Watson was shamefully sitting in her classroom, without panties. Every one of her students knew she wore nothing under the short skirt, which added to the humiliation. She squirmed on the hard seat, grinding her pussy into it. Knowing the seat would show a wet sticky stain when she stood up, made her squirm and flow all the more....
Laurie the dancer I met the woman of my dreams at a topless dance club. I know that doesn’t seem like the place to find true love, but the bizarre relationship works for us. Laurie was the main attraction, by far and away the main attraction, in a host of lovely young girls at a well-known local strip joint. Of medium height, Laurie has black, lustrous, ra...