Monday: John 9:05am: 'Hi Pam. I've left a couple of messages for you on your office number. I'm sorry to bother you, but I really need the money back from the expenses I paid for when we went on that training together. Thanks, John.' Pam 10:34am: 'Why?' John 10:35am: 'Hi Pam, thank God I finally got through to you! I've on my last £150 and its still 2 wee...
Amanda had already spent 4 days at the NYRR facility working in the Inmate brothel. It was exactly as degrading and humiliating as it sounded. She spent 18 to 20 hours a day on her knees, all fours or back servicing the guards and overseers. The positive to her predicament was she was given a few days to gather information and learn more about her precarious...
My name is Ted, and it was nearly twenty-five years ago when all of what I am about to describe happened. I was a naive 20 year old college student of average appearance and not exactly what would be described as a chick magnet. I stood 5'8" tall and weighed in at about 155 pounds. No one was going to mistake me for Robert Redford, the male sex symbol of the...
Well, thanks. But that is exactly what I felt last Christmas, 2014, when my well-intentioned Christmas spirit—or, well, at least my conscientious plan—veered into farce. Not that I didn't enjoy it, at least in the end... Well, that comes out in the story. I want to say, first off, that this is true. It took place on Christmas Eve in a nice suburban town out...
(c)Susan England August 2006 and March 2007. This story may not be published at any site without the express permission of the Author at her email address. This is a work of fiction written for the enjoyment of adult readers over the age of 18 years and contains explicit sexual material. If this is likely to offend you, please read no further. THE BUNTING...
Prologue. "Damn writer's block! Damn it to hell!" I sat before my lap top in the large dining room waiting for inspiration. There was nothing. A hundred times, or so it seemed, I had begun to tap in words, and then deleted them. "Rubbish, all bloody rubbish," I silently wailed. "I'll never be able to write another story, ever." Chapter 1.The Mountain Hid...
The alarm clock blared, rousing me from my sleep. I was exhausted, dreading a Saturday spent working. My monthly visitor must be coming soon: I masturbated myself to sleep last night and was still incredibly horny this morning. I did the math; there was no time to masturbate before work. Fuck. A cold shower would have to do. I could barely breathe as the f...
Elunara opened the door and smiled. "Hello, you must be one of the new recruits." The man blinked at her. "You're the queen. Why are you here?" "Yep, you're a new one alright. Come on in, let's get you set up." "Set up?" She pushed the door back and moved away. "All new recruits get their first portrait for free." "Well, I..." He trailed off and blinke...
My Wife Amy and I were fans of the outdoors and we loved to camp when given the chance. Not the rugged outdoors types, we were more into hiking and photography. Amy loves taking pictures and we have our own dark room so she can have total control in the developing and printing processes. She's been an avid photographer since she was a teenager. We were mar...
Second Installment in the "Latina" Series of Erotic Tales I am lucky enough to be married to the passionate Mexican lady whose story, "Latina," is the first story in this series. After telling her story, she thought I should tell you about our first time from the male perspective. As my wife has taken on the pen name Latina after her Mexican-American herita...