Well, I'm back and thank you to the readers who recently read Sight and Sound, PM'd me, and asked me to continue the story. To any new readers, I selfishly recommend that you start at the beginning of Sight and Sound. Really. Don't read a single word of Chapter 5 -- Go Directly to Chapter 1. Right now. Please. * * * Thank you. Now that you're caught up,...
HER After I knocked I was so nervous I thought about turning and running. I might have, had Mary not been behind me. Happily he didn't keep me waiting long. The door opened, and my gaze met his shoes. I was frozen until I felt Mary's hand on my back, gently urging me forward. He stepped backwards, not turning, just walking back. I followed, almost stumbli...
We have lived in this small country town for about five years now, we ended up here because Julie is a schoolteacher and I, well I'm an aspiring writer. Country towns take a bit of getting used to, it seems the locals know or want to know about everything that goes on, and its this small mindedness that made us decide to keep to ourselves as much as possible...
It was well into the school year now and Gia had gotten accustomed to being used daily. She had mixed emotions about it, she loved all the cock, but she feared for her job. She had long since quit wearing panties and bras, having seen so many shredded, and she found that her pussy could now accommodate the largest black cock. Her months of abuse had stretche...
The women of the harem dressed in their best silks and gauze veils in readiness for their concert in the smaller garden in the East of the large mansion. The Sheik had prepared a large musical and arts festival for all the neighboring people and a smaller concert had been arranged for the harem women. Though by Arabian standards the Harem women remained in s...
Patty uses her muscular legs and dirty panties to introduce Tom to physical and emotional bondage. Tom never liked Dave's younger sister, Darcy. She was an annoying pest as far as he was concerned. And after they all came of age his opinion of her didn't change. This was because she continued to act just like a spoiled ten-year old. Whenever he went over th...
A wife, a picnic table, and four drunken friends – a good time was had by all. In an earlier story I told how three of my friends ended up dancing with and fucking my beautiful wife Anna. Well after that night, the thought of repeating the experience with the other wives was always a topic that came up whenever we were out drinking on our own. Here's how...
Patience did as she was told, and began to undress. It was a little cooler here in Doctor Cranshaw's consulting room. She had not needed a topcoat nor a jacket for the walk to his house in the June sunshine. She commenced with the skirt; unfastening the belt then reaching around for the hidden buttons. The skirt was fashionably short for 1910, at least six i...
Chapter Three: More Fun and a Deeper Push into a Reality. [10:15pm] My phone rings, I look to see who is calling me and I see it is Master Camron. I dutifully answer the call, "Hello, Master, sissy Chantel at your service." "Hey sissy, I need you tomorrow morning, that will not be a problem I suppose?" He asks. I reply, "Oh no sir working afternoons or...
Dean breathed deep as he tried, once more, to stretch his back on the table as Cindi cast an ominous shadow on the stained wood. "Get on with it, you piece of fuckmeat. I want the palms of your hands and the soles of your feet touching the line. Ten seconds or it's another caning." Dean balanced on the edge of the table and leant back, reaching for the tab...