Would you like to have me to tease you? That's the question which I posed to Mary one rainy Saturday afternoon when we found ourselves at loose ends staring at the rain drops as they ran down the windows in our living room. From past experience, Mary was familiar with my ideas about teasing. In particular, she knew that I require her complicity. That is, sh...
As Lexa dressed, the flickering candlelight dancing her shadow across the tent's walls in a manner almost more alluring that the shaded bronze body going back into hiding, Clarke luxuriated in her nudity. There wasn't much right in her life. She was determined to enjoy what she'd found with Lexa. Ignore all the things that didn't make sense. Embrace all the...
After an eventful first week, I felt I had to regroup. Even though my wife Lacey had agreed to our new relationship, I loved her too much not to make sure she was enjoying herself as much as I was. We had spent the first week of her working, with me taking control and asserting my new found authority over as her new boss. During the work day, she was to mak...
I know the actual woman who does the job that Catherine filled in for. This is what her days are like. She is beautiful and just twenty-seven and she loves her job and she loves men and she especially loves penises. By the way, I would appreciate any comments. I like to read them. ***** This summer my beautiful wife Catherine took a job to fill in for a fr...
Danny hadn't meant to do it. After all, this was Brenda, his closest friend and next-door-neighbor with whom he had grown up. Both being only children, they considered themselves pseudo-siblings. But in eighteen years neither had ever touched each other intimately. And yet, today, as he was helping her spread sunscreen on her back, his fingers had made cont...
12th March 1867 Dear Miss Abercrombie, I beg your forgiveness for my being so bold as to contact you without our being formally introduced, but I feel driven to express my profound admiration for you. For some time I have observed you each Thursday alighting from your carriage at the address of Mistress Cranham's Music Academy, but fear it is above my sta...
It took many weeks to verify her story and ultimately her identity. No one had heard of her, not her name nor her super heroine status. She explained that she or rather her "body" came from a planet most referred to as "Earth-2" and that this planet was not even located in the same universe of alternate realities of ours. I mean "Pow...
It was a quiet, boring night, not after midnight of course, but still boring, still quiet...this is how these things always start though, two young women home alone with nothing to do. "A game of what? Truth and dare?" Christine asked, the 19 year old lay on the bed checking her phone in her pjs, covering her athletic form and c-cup breasts, her lo...
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Chapter Eleven: Patchover "So... you've scratched my itch, and a few other places," Jill Saint John sat at the breakfast table with Cassie. They were both dressed in silk dressing gowns and complimentary hotel slippers. They had just showered and Jill wore fresh panties and nothing else. Cassie wore a pair of panties straight out of the wrapper, donated t...