I did what you told me to do. I still can't believe I actually did, I've never done anything like this before. When I got to the library, I found this out of the way bathroom or what is usually an out of the way, however last night, conveniently that whole area of the building happened to be unusually crowded. I was so scared, I just sort of hovered around b...
Craig entered the room cradling Carol in his massive arms, like she was a child. He had deflowered the petite woman's ass in front of her son and fucked her snatch in the bathroom, before showering and drying her: it had been much more than a quick biting and sniffing of the captive housewife's body, like he said to Nick, Tom and John. Now he was late. His...
It was supposed to be her night. It was her birthday on Friday, and it was a long hard week at work for Rose. All she asked for was a nice dinner, some dancing, and then to be brought home and tended to. She even made arrangement for the kids to go to her sisters, so he could take the entire weekend to please her. Well, like Meatloaf once sang, "don't be s...
Stupid dumb cunt, Steven Benchley thought. Stupid blonde bimbo harlot from hell. He crushed the empty lager can, his sixth, and threw it out into the bracken. Now he was out of fooking beer as well. What a shite waste of a weekend this camping trip had been. He could have been watching the footie on the telly in the warm and the dry. Instead he'd thought...
I am laid out on Esmiralda's platform, my arms and wrists secured next to my sides with velcro straps. My legs extend beyond the end of the platform and my ankles are secured together with feet flat on the floor. Another velcro strap is wrapped about my legs at the knees, forming something of a backrest for Esmiralda who sits atop me naked with her beautiful...
Chapter 3: Can I help you? "CAN I HELP YOU?" I find a peeping tom watching me go at it and my first response is 'can I help you?' I'm more messed up than I thought. Pants on the floor, the remnants of an almost orgasm scattered all over the bed, and I'm doing some mental head smacks for leaving my first floor window wide open. My peeper is Kevin Miller. K...
A fictional romance (big sigh...) ----- It started out like most of my other online encounters - except that his profile read juuuust different enough to make the balls of my feet tingle. I'd had 2 close calls already with guys that welllll, let's just say weren't right. I wasn't really scared per se, just a little apprehensive and a bit confused because...
They caught my attention about half a block away, walking toward me as I waited at the bus stop. Young, very white, casually dressed with backpacks, obviously European tourists exploring Miami Beach on the cheap. They arrived at the bus stop and inquired which bus to take to North Beach where they were to get a room at a relatively cheap hotel. My guess wa...
(AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is one in a series of stories about Susan O'Malley, a sexy older woman who loves to dominate men and women, young and old, with her golden showers. It contains scenes of extreme female domination and sex, pee-drinking, facesitting, farting, etc) Susan O'Malley wasn't much of a church goer. Never, in fact, did she go to church, save fo...
This story is concerned with menstruation as a source of erotic pleasure. This is a specialised form of sexual practice, with minority appeal. Unless you find such activities appealing, you will not wish to read it. About me My name is Catriona. I'm a successful businesswoman, in my thirties, and my professional life could keep me fully occupied, if I allo...