Author's Note: This story will start a series about step-mothers. I have received a couple of requests from readers asking that I write about step-mothers. Each story will be about a different step-mother and her sexual escapades. The first story will be about a step-mother who I actually met while I was stationed in Italy in the 1960's. The story is fiction...
I Zandra was on her knees, naked on the floor. Her eyes were locked into the powerful gaze of Mr. Xavier. He didn't speak, only stared deeply into her eyes. Zandra's mind began to grow clouded, she could feel herself falling into a trance. She felt him inside her mind, violating her deepest being. Her mind gone from her control a look of such pitiful fear f...
-The Sisterhood Of Nin Returns Chapter One: A Passionate Princess The night rests deeply on the dark land of Candalaria and even the light of the full moon seemed to fight to penetrate the thick cloud cover that settled over the castle keep which sat on the mountain by the sea. In the highest tower of the keep, a faint glow can be seen through the portal...
(M/F, cons, first time) WARNING: This is an adult story, containing sensitive material of a sexual nature, including graphic descriptions of consensual "vanilla" sex. If you find such material offensive or are underage, do not read further, but please bypass this story for one more suitable for you. This story is written for enjoyment and entertainment pu...
Marcus Erin didn't know how long she stood there crying, but Michael and Clare embraced her in support and allowed here grief to run its course. When she looked up, very few people remained within the auditorium. She wiped her eyes with her hands and Clare admonished her saying, "You have no reason to apologize. Baby girl, if need to cry, you get that out."...
It is a Saturday morning. I am standing naked, spread-eagled and facing the wall in the tiny hall of my apartment. There is barely (ha, ha!) enough room for the door to open behind me without it hitting me on my bare ass. It is now 10.30 and I have been standing here since 10 o'clock. I cleared out all the coats and stuff to make the tiny space as big as pos...
VERY BAD THINGS This is dedicated to my BTB readers. I love you guys, but seriously Lighten up Francis.... The intercom buzzed. "Mr. Anderson, there is someone here to see you." Mr. Anderson fidgeted. It was close to the end of the day and an important...'business' meeting had no showed. Think of it as a business meeting. The envelope in his inner suit...
This series is the follow up to my earlier series "College Crossdressing Confessions." My wife forced me to make those confessions detailing my shameful addiction to wearing panties, pantyhose, and other girly intimates, and my panty pilfering ways in college. While I was making confessions to the public for the first time, my wife has generally been aware o...
Chapter Nine - Pink Pussycats All good things come to an end and the six-week Reduced Operations Period at HMS Chelmsford ended on 15th January 1974. The Wrens and Leading Recruits were very busy as that day approached. The Depot needed to be de-winterised and preparations made for the return of the Ship's Company, the recruits, and the Wrens from their l...
One week before his wedding Ryan blew off his last customer call of the day and came home early hoping to rehearse his honeymoon. He opened the front door and was surprised to find his beautiful fiancé standing there decked out to the nines--black cocktail dress, a string of pearls, sheer black stockings, and high heels. Damn she looked good, he thought. "...