= Part 2 ======================= Jeremy This was not how I expected to spend my Wednesday afternoon. My legs were spread wide apart with my ankles firmly tied to the legs of our dining room table, and I was bent in half lying face down across it. I was unable to move since my hands were stretched in front of me and similarly tied down to the head of the ta...
She was a voluptuous bint, and she was definitely dressed to increase the testosterone flow---a Barbie Doll, with a Barbie Doll hairdo and long eyelashes and a luscious mouth just made for eating, a ninety-nine G bust that threatened to bust out of a super tight blue nylon blouse, a tight waist, slim hips, an ass that the palms of my hands itched to grab hol...
Author's note: This story contains drug use, please do not read if offended. I let myself in with my new key and found a note on the stair bannister: "To 'the new lodger' :) Make yourself at home, unpack your stuff in your room - we'll be back for tea time! Carly" So I did exactly that - unpacking took minutes, so I decided to check out the neighbourho...
Here is a brief description of myself. I'm 26 years old, 6'2" and weigh 220 lbs., give or take a few pounds. I take pride in keeping myself in shape. I may not have bulging, vein throbbing muscles (except one… but only when I breath heavy) but I have very good physique. I’m not anything special when it comes to looks. Brown hair, brown eyes if I had to say I...
Peter and I were sitting together eating our lunch in the cafeteria. Peter is in sales and I am in product development, which means that we make good lunch companions because we don't give a damn about the other people in our respective departments. We are opposites in many ways: he is stylish, I am a Sears wannabe; he is married and I am "between girlfriend...
There was a woman who had enjoyed sex with her partners over the years. She had been told that she was 'satisfied' because she felt pleasure. But deep inside herself she knew that something was lacking. She had read about multiple orgasms and thought that she had one - once. There was also a nagging feeling that sex should feel much better and should not be...
Jim rolled a university massage table down the hall in the athletics building. He was in his final class, training to become a massage therapist, and had been assigned to intern for Coach Raudy with the Pussycats, the school's soccer team. The women's team; the guys were the Bobcats. He had to admit, it seemed like a pretty pleasant assignment. But his inte...
Note to readers: This story is a continuation of Tia and Tim's evolving sexual relationship and its impact on producing a family. The reader is challenged to accept that these morays could easily exist as normal in the 22nd century. * FOREWORD In an early afternoon telephone conversation, Tia informed Gwn that she expected to be fertile over the weekend a...
The Judge II: Turning the Tables A month had passed since the "party" at which I provided the entertainment for Judge Santos and her friends. I began to feel a sense of relief. I had feared that the party was to be just the first in a series of demands placed on me. In reality, she had blackmailed me. There was no other word for it. Blackmailers usually ret...
Shelby took a deep breath and tried to work the knot out of the muscles in her neck, again. She hated this, every time life got stressful, it manifested itself in a sore neck, tight shoulder and back, gimping her up from days. No amount of ibuprofen helped. A massage would, but, according to her current financial situation, there was no way she could afford...