Once again he had arrived at mother-in-law's house; the sneering 60 year old woman, plump and still very attractive, assertive and supremely confident, laughed as she accepted the key to his cock cage from her equally dominant daughter, who left with her lover for Vegas for a week. Rex's cock stirred in its tight confinement as it always did when he was lef...
Last episode In the last episode, I had gone over to Dianne's house for another afternoon of torture and torment - for her. In part 4 I had her tied to her bed and had already tortured her with nipple clamps on her pussy lips while massaging her and teasing her clit. I had removed the clamps from her labia and allowed her to relax before bringing out the v...
"So what's the catch?" Tom asked. Vi tilted her head, orange eyes glaring at him. "What do you mean by that?" He raised his hand to indicate their surroundings. The kitchen of the apartment was less than ten years old and had appliances that looked like they just walked out of a catalogue. It was clean, there was no deathly racket from a heavily trafficked...
The cell door opened and I looked up to see a Hispanic looking men being ushered into the holding cell. The cell door clanked behind him and he took a seat on the bench along the opposite wall. We eyed each other for a bit and then he said: "Hey man, what you in for?" "Beating the shit out of a cop. You?" "Back child support. No shit? You stomped a cop?"...
Thank you all for the wonderful feedback. It's been fun writing about Callie and her mis-adventures in post-college prospects. If you have any comments, feel free to email me. I would like to make her a very fun character. Chapter 8: The Cucumber of Truth Watching Nolan make cannolis was like watching a really good porno. It included two of my favorite th...
First Clinician Jenny called Rob from the waiting room and led him to a treatment room. As he followed her, his eyes focused on the slender beauty with light brown hair and a crisp uniform dress that settled a few inches above her knees. Her bare legs and white sneakers, as well as her walk, had an innocent teasing quality. Her smile conveyed a sensual depth...
Author's note: This story doesn't seem to be as popular as some of my others, I don't know why that is particularly... it's a lot more 'real', certainly more 'real' than 'Owned!' or 'Out of Your Hands' which are both quite far-fetched really... It doesn't bother me particularly I'm just interested to know people's opinion and so I really do welcome your feed...
It was Friday night and I was having a great time. I had been dating Sandra for almost a month and she was truly the girl of my dreams. She was beautiful, funny, smart and every time I was near her my heart started beating like an angry carpenter with a hammer. That specific night I had taken Sandra out to a fancy restaurant. The food was excellent and we we...
She slowly opened her eyes. She was -- outdoors. She could tell that much by the blinding sunlight and the breeze wafting across her face. She could hear seagulls squawking and smell the sharp, salty scent of the sea. So, she was at least near the ocean. She saw, as her eyes adjusted, grass and flowers surrounding her, and as she slowly stood she could tell...
Ms. Priya was enjoying her mid night stroll along with me. I was not enjoying much. Keeping a pace with her on my knees and led by a leash was not as easy as it might sound. The blindfolds added more misery to the sufferings, though not knowing what might come excited me. Often Ms. Priya would stop and ask me to kiss and lick her foot. She would caress my ha...