"My parents are away all next week." Brenda announce with a grin. "So? What's that got to do with me?" Dave asked. "Plenty!" Brenda replied, her smile wider than ever. "It means our slut will be available at home for us to use as we please. Tony is never there anyway." Dave immediately felt his cock lurch to life. Brenda didn't miss the bulge in his pants...
Inspired by Sue Grafton’s alphabetical series. Paul Collins pressed the elevator button and loosened his tie, his entire body slumping. He was beat. It was Friday night and he was ready for the Foster’s oilcan that was perfectly chilled and awaiting him in the refrigerator. He could almost feel the ice-cold lager sliding past his parched lips, over his stic...
Chapter 11: Fucked with her boots on Years ago in my days of modeling I had many wonderful experiences that will live with me forever. I got a lot of work in the print medium just by showing this body. At 5’ 10” and with a set of 40DD that went with my 23 X 38 lower section, for some reason I had work when it came to showing the breast. One of these great...
I knew that my secret sissy life was about to be exposed. Cindy, my wife, had been dating real men since my hormone therapy had rendered my sissy clit useless to her, but she was still trying to keep our "unique" marriage hidden from friends and family. Two months ago, Cindy said, "I'm tired of trying to keep your transition a secret Arlene. I'm not going...
Finalising the wedding plans were a huge success, everyone in agreement. Part two of the family get together also proved a success. After the spankings and hugging MaMa took the girls into her rooms to leave the Men to chat. Would anyone like MaMa to bathe them, both hands shot up, luckily PaPa had a bath fit to bathe 4. Abi began to cry again, Lee was f...
***Authors note: This is a fictional story, that happened to be influenced by a coworker and one of my dreams. Also may publish the rest of the series if this one goes over well. Comments are welcome!*** Chapter 1: My Pets Predicament I have her tied to the bed, whimpering and begging, to have more. More of anything. More of my touch, more vibrations, more...
As soon as she came to Germany, Sharifa submitted the Fachhochschule dean the documentation of Jamila's couture work, and she was even too successful: the dean and the didactic committee loved Jamila's work so much that not only did they credit her as a trainer, but even decided to invite her for a lecture cycle in Germany. Shafira was asked to tell Jamila...
i was playing around on Yahoo clubs one day, and joined a submissive slut’s club, just for kicks. i have been performing some tasks for the head of the club from time to time, but this is the first time that i have found the time to write about it. i had just started college after taking a year off after graduating high school. My assignment was to five find...
Another large faceless city, another large non-distinguished hotel, sometimes I just hate traveling for business. No one back home though, not since the divorce two years ago. I stand at the window of my fifteenth-floor room and stare at the red taillights passing below. Horns blare and sirens pierce the warm evening. Something draws my eyes to a large wind...
It was opening night after Hurricane Katrina at Laura's favorite dance club. The rhythms of the French quarter took control of her hips. She sauntered around the nearly empty dance floor not caring who was watching; it was her coming out party. She'd finally broken away from the emotional ties that bound her for as long as she could remember. Earlier in the...