This is a Summer Lovin' Contest Entry All characters portrayed in this story are over the age of 18-years-old. Please vote for my story. * A hot summer day in Detroit versus a warm summer day in the Hamptons, this story is an abbreviated parody, a scaled down, modern-day version, and a stretch of Charles Dicken's A Tale of Two Cities. Depending if you w...
Author's Note All characters appearing in this work are over the age of 18 and are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Foreword If you haven't already read The Headmaster's Office and Fantasy Night, now might be a good time to do so. It provides the back story for Belinda, Mr Gallows and Rupali; much of whi...
NIGHTTIME CONFESSIONS Ch 2: SUNRISE REVELATIONS Part 2 After drying off, we were escorted back to the first room for a peaceful rest. Draped in hot towels on the massage bed, I closed my eyes but could not drift off to sleep. I guess this was intended to be a time for contemplation and reflection after the physical sensations of the treatments. I still t...
Note from the Author: This is a story about ABDL. The first word being Adult. All sexual encounters center around Adults, above the age of 18. This story also contains BDSM, plushophilia, watersports, and various other fetishes. For those that are grammar freaks, please don't comment on my improper grammar use. I could care less. At least it doesn't have L...
Sunday & Monday – The run up to our Grand Opening Dear readers: Apologies that this has taken almost a year to come! You may be totally confused this story. If so, please read the Piercing for NND sequences leading up to Sunday Evening. It might help you follow what is going on. SUNDAY AFTERNOON We spent the whole of Sunday morning clearing up from the n...
Chapter 1 "Mommy, are you okay?" The voice of Connie's six-year-old son Jason sang through the locked bedroom door. Connie was lying on her side on the bed, her white and yellow floral sundress bunched around her waist. I was spooned in behind her, plowing her pussy doggy-style. She had managed to keep her moans to a background lull, but she couldn't mas...
"How's the party girl?" asked Lisa as she walked into our bedroom. I turned to tell her that Janet seemed okay, but before I had the chance, she saw my wife ungracefully sprawled out naked on the bed. "She's naked!" she exclaimed. "What are you two perverts doing? Bill! For heavens sake, give her some privacy!" "Nothing I haven't seen before," replied Bill...
Disclaimer: All persons having sex are over the age of 18. Stank 1 has had its ending changed, as not only did reviewers not like it, I didn't either. This story contains an ugly, super-fat, old black woman, smell/odor fetish, female body hair, pee drinking, dirty pussy and ass licking, facesitting, and sleeping with a face buried in a gigantic, dirty ass cr...
It was always a bone of contention for me, go to the pub or go to the pool hall. Some days that little decision caused me major angst. The pub had eye candy, sure it was nothing more than look and whatever you do, do not stare, do not talk to or even think about talking to the eye candy. If you had even the remotest affection for your hands and fingers do no...
If you have read my series 'We own a legal Brothel!' You will know of my fantasy story of how my innocent friend turned into an insatiable prostitute. This is the real? Story of what happened when she read my saga on the web. I hope you will find it far more plausible, perhaps even 'trying this at home.' If you are looking for BDSM which did crop up often in...