This is the continuation of Christine's day in her special room. Now that she's been prepared, you may recall that the doorbell rang. In this chapter Christine gets thoroughly examined and probed. And despite her humiliating situations, she submits completely and ends up with two cocks and a tremendous orgasm. * * * * * * * * * I answered the door. It was...
Another quick one while I work on some longer pieces. Sometimes you just need to write a story and actually finish it, you know? This is another of my stories that are heavy on the dialogue. If you don't care for that style consider yourself warned. I'm aware that this isn't an original premise but having read quite a few stories here I can't cite an indiv...
Note from the author – thank you for the positive feedback which is appreciated. If however you would like me to reply, then leave me your email address. Yes you know who you are!! _________________________________________ Paula ran to her house hoping that no one got to see her. Her big breasts jiggled as she ran,they were extremely sore from the beatin...
"Mr. Janus." A female voice whispered. Her voice was the only sensation Mr. Janus had felt in the dark, and it was far away. He was confused but regaining consciousness. "Who are you?" Mr. Janus asked. He was blindfolded, bound to a chair, struggling to find the reason for his immobility. His wrists chaffed against the coarse rope that tied them to his ank...
9:30. The alarm clock buzzed loudly, interrupting Skyler's sleep. She awoke, sat up, and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. "Yay. Thursday. More school" she said mockingly to no one in particular. She got up and went about her morning routine: shower, brush teeth while in shower, dress, eat. Skyler really had to get her ass in gear if she wanted to maintain h...
Wyatt's compliments were nice, but as her husband, they were pretty much expected. His wide eyes, gaping jaw, and the way he hovered around her as she got ready, said a lot more. She really couldn't believe she was going to wear this out. She couldn't imagine any time in her life, even when she was a single twenty something on the prowl, when she would have...
When I was growing up my father took a job as a lawyer in a small Caribbean country with a large off-shore tax haven business. We lived an idyllic life with a beautiful house, pool, and plenty of domestic help. The population was 80% Afro-Caribbean with the remainder white and a smattering of Indians and other Asians. Everyone mostly got along with each othe...
Copyright Otto26, 2008 Thank you, readers, for your patience. Chapter 5 is written and being edited. It is considerably larger. I hope you enjoy. Evelyn was trying to swallow Jahan's cum, but his hands twisted in her hair and pulled her away from his cock. One, then two spurts of the fluid landed on her face and then his cock slapped against her. She gas...
"Tito! Did we get those copper pipes and gears for the espresso bar?" I shouted towards the back of the partially deconstructed coffee house. "All of that steam punk stuff? Si chulo, it all came early this morning." He replied as he strode into the store front, snacking on a fresh kiwi. I'd been working with Tito on projects for the last four years or so. M...
Chapter 1: In which Carol begins her dress code Carol in a a snapshot: She is holding my hand as we exit a building into a brisk summer breeze. Her dress is barely-legal: Too short on her ass by about half an inch, too low off her chest by about two inches. Thin enough to be almost sheer when she enters the full sunlight streaming down between the buildin...