I paced in front of the windows overlooking the tarmac, watching the snow plows. Ah, I just love up-state NY weather. It had been three months since my wife and I had seen each other, let alone held or made love to each other. We had been married for about a year and a half and our finances were getting tight. My hours had been cut back and her pay barely pa...
Amy drifted off to sleep, mostly from exhaustion from the all the night's activities. Almost immediately she began to dream. Her body was already so keyed up from the erotic moments that her nipples hardened against her thin nightgown and her lower region became wet. She was watching Jenny suck Brad's thick cock again in the limo. This time, she was not shy...
Sarah dropped through the new prisoner shoot, landing with a thud on the cold, hard clay. Fortunately, for her, the guards didn't put her in the shoot headfirst. One of the ground troops grabbed her arm and yanked her to her feet. He put his double-nostril nose in her face, inhaled her sent and cocked his head to the side. A smile spread across his face. He...
The basement door swung open easily and she aimed her flashlight down the rickety stairs. With a deep breath she forced herself to take the first step down into the gloom. She had hated this basement, more a cellar to the old house, really, from the very first. Beneath the dank, musty smell and clamminess was a different, more subtle odor she could never qu...
A rough breakup with her abusive now ex-boyfriend left Lauren alone, no home, no belongings, no confidence, no job, no money. Sitting in the coffee shop with the classified adds mostly crossed out with the red X's after fruitless calls, she lowered her sights and ego, and looked at openings for live in maids. At least she would have a place to live, make som...
The urgent sound of the hooter reverberated through the open window as Yvonne's tongue and lips worked slavishly on my cock. "The taxi's here," I clarified in hoarse tones, catching the look as my fiancée glanced up momentarily. It was a look that said: you're not going anywhere in a hurry – and she was right of course. Steadying myself on her head, strokin...
Author's Note: All website and profile names are fictitious. ***** I composed my Vault profile: 'For most of my adult life I was a dom. To the outside world I am well educated, travelled, independent self employed businessman, clean and healthy, reliable and sociable, not bad looking and generally attractive to women around my own age. On the inside, I am...
Thank you all for the kind words and comments on Chapter 2! And so sorry for the delay on this chapter—the holidays made finding writing time incredibly difficult. Not only that, but I just started up school again, and let me tell you, taking 18 credit hours and being on council for your sorority is not the best way to give yourself a bunch of time to write...
Chapter 2: Absolute Beginners The Big Day On the morning of the first day of Hand Job class, Sara told me to wear tight jeans, the profile-enhancing silk pouch briefs she'd gotten me, and a tight t-shirt. "These girls will be shown what to look for when it comes to checking out a guy's crotch, how to size you up. "I am going to get you good and hard and h...
This is my first time writing a period piece. I realize the narration has misspellings which are intentional. The story is set in the late eighteen hundreds somewhere out west. I hope you enjoy it. I believe it was late April that year I saw the dust from the riders as I looked up from stacking firewood. An oak had split the week before from a lightning str...