Day 1: The preparation *** It was Holly's first day at work as a house slave. After being sexually humiliated during the her interview with Mr Jones yesterday, Holly wasn't looking forward to her week long job at all, nevertheless she needed the money and the pay was attractive. She had been given a room in the massive office tower where she had her inter...
Daniel showered and thought back on the amazing morning he had had. The house phone rang as he left the shower. He warily answered it. "Hello." he wheezed. "Mr. Masters?" a voice asked. Daniel froze. It was Holly Grayson from next door. She must have been home. He regained his composure and said "Yes?" "Mr. Masters. Can you call over here? I need...
It was a fantasy we shared, one of a few and it was just one of the dirty stories that spiced up some of our love life, it was never something I expected. The story of her fucking a black cock soon seems to be hotter to her than ones about another woman eating her pussy. It help spice up our live life after over 20 years of being married. But this fantasy o...
Hope you enjoy chapter 3. Chapter 3 – Real life intrudes. Katarina took Sara into her arms and gazed into those beautiful blue eyes that made her heart speed up and kissed her lightly on the lips, occasionally nibbling and sucking on her bottom lip, teasingly darting her tongue along her partner's lips. Both of them roaming and exploring the curves of th...
Laura hated the examining gown. Yes, it was her OB/GYN annual. Yes, he'd been seeing her since she was eighteen. No, it didn't make her feel any less exposed and vulnerable. She bided her time given how he was running late as usual. Laura scanned all the yellowing health information posters that had festooned the walls for practically forever, occasionally...
This is the real story of It's A Wonderful Life, a remake of She's A Sexual Wife. Because this story is so long and the length of it necessitates that it has chapters and therefore under the new rules is not allowed in the Winter Contest, this is my unofficial Winter Contest entry. * Every Christmas holiday like most American families, we'd gather around t...
Samantha heard the sound of her phone vibrating in the sand. Kind of hard to answer the phone when you can't move your arms. Even if they weren't tied behind her back to the chair that she sat in, it'd be impossible to say anything through the tape wrapped around her mouth. "How does it feel? Are you comfortable?" Jason asked the question even though the l...
This story includes mention of bodily functions, so if that offends you, do not proceed. All characters are well over 18. ***** Samantha Harris left her office late and wanted to get home in time for dinner. Life had been proceeding quite well so far as she was concerned since she had hired Grace Vincent to serve as governess for her two children who had r...
"Fuck this lousy place," I said angrily, glaring at Stewart Mill, and the ugly, smug little fucker smirked, a wicked gleam in his pale eyes. I walked out of the Rex Bar, never to return. I thought about pulling my stake out of my pocket and dusting the annoying little bozo, but I couldn't afford to get such heat on myself. A man's got to know his limitations...
I call her my Goddess, not because we she is my superior but because, although what I give is necessary, only she can give birth to new life. She is an earthy Goddess, not one who lives on a pedestal. She is my Goddess with deep, some would say dark desires, and we make love. As I lie next to and slightly above her, I look down on her lovely body. I am dra...