Editor's Note: this submission contains raceplay and femdom content. * Not long ago it was a straight and stuffy white male. it was arrogant and self-satisfied with its white male social and economic leverage and advantages. In the rat-race of white society it suppressed its submissive white side. But from time to time it would slip into daydreams of hav...
After Simenon... All my clients, past and present, have idiosyncrasies, MO's. This one might be a control-freak; that one a relentless groper; yet another a functioning alcoholic. Since I'm being paid for my sexual services, and am therefore merely an employee, I have no say in the matter. I just grin and bear it; roll with it. When in Rome... The client I...
Part 1: Place: United Nations Headquarters lobby, New York City USA Time: 10:15 am (Local time), 23:15 pm (Korea Standard Time) Your brain is the sexiest part of your body I say staring at her arse Asa Akira was dressed to kill. She had been known for making quite an entrance the years she had been the ambassador to UN for North Korea and today was no...
Paula called me at work and told me she had “a little Valentine’s surprise.” She told me she had made a tape she wanted to listen to. She met me at the wearing a tight, black wet-look dress. Paula has a great body and the shiny black material made her breasts and derriere stand out. “You have never worn that dress,” I said. “It’s brand new,” she sa...
Chapter 4: Lana While Martha and Doug were having fun in the locker room they didn't know they weren't the only ones in the school. Both Lana Lang and Principal Johnson were in the principal's office on the other side of Smallville High. Lana was trying to defend her younger cousin who was being unfairly suspended from school. "My cousin Sarah had nothing...
Barry and Cecile relaxed in what Casey chambers, now Cecile's. He lazily traced the curve of the blonde's breast as she stroked him to hardness. "I want to be fucked by you," she announced. He climbed on top, "Let's see how talented you are, my bitch." "Yes, the new Mistress cried. "I want to be your slut!" Barry trusted in while grabbing her head. "Who...
I can't decide. Both titles flow off the tip of the tongue rather well. And some how tongue and flowing is appropriate in these stories. No, it's not always all about Dollie. All of those things I wrote about her dressing like a slut, teasing other men, and me watching little strippers caused my manhood to often wake up. It was a new opportunity for young...
New York was as Rob had remembered, loud busy and sometimes rude. It took him a while to acclimate to the busy traffic and wall to wall people again but the limo service that he had hired for their stay made their trip from the airport bearable. Rob had reserved a two bedroom suite at the Hilton in downtown Manhattan so they could be close to restaurants, sh...
As usual, I felt the need to write some background, so it takes this story a while to get going. Hopefully, the background enhances the story. This story is a work of fiction. Any similarities between any character in this story and any real person is coincidental and unintended. Comments on this story, both favorable and unfavorable, are always welcome. Th...
The day after Clarissa posed nude for Charlie's class, she told me she found it thrilling. "I love to be the only naked one in a group." She admitted. I had figured she was a bit of an exhibitionist when she first started posing for me and then for those old guys in Chicago, but this was more of an overt admission. I was totally turned on. "At first, whe...