The girl couldn't even remember when she stopped using a name. It was probably after she turned 21. She just figured that the johns gave her whatever name they wanted, anyway. When they called she asked two things: what they wanted from the night, and what her name would be. Tonight she was Jessie, a young, horny, babysitter. That was what the john wanted, a...
This was first written for a girl I was in a relationship with, based on a meeting of our fantasies, way back at the tender age of 21. -------------------- Leoné, noblewoman and Mistress of the Castle Warwick, looked back over Her shoulder at the rising sun as She rode up the cobbled avenue leading to Her home. She looked majestic upon Her pure white steed...
Interlude III Flesh and Flexibility The Black Boar was an inn located on the fringes of the city's outskirts, filling an obtuse little plot of land sandwiched between two hills owned by rich nobles who, despite their best efforts, hadn't managed to convince the owner to hand over the deed to either one. It was probably because of the location; the crossro...
All characters are over 18. The envelope sat neatly centered on his desk, his name inscribed on the creamy paper in delicate calligraphy. Roger lowered himself into his chair, his eyes shifting left and right before they returned to his desk He pressed a button on his phone and said, "Debbie, did I have any visitors while I was at lunch?" "No, Mr. Travers,...
Greg turned left, exiting the highway. It was early afternoon and he still a few hours drive ahead of him. But he wasn't in a hurry, and this alternative route was a bit more interesting. Someone stood at the side of the road. As he came closer, he saw that it was a young girl hitch-hiking. He slowed down. She was in her early twenties, he thought, had lon...
"You stink like a toilet, Veena." Vivek said to me as soon as Suja left for the day after her set of imparting humiliation. "Go and take a bath now, we may have guests." Vivek continued. I was happy to hear this; my ordeal was coming to an end. I immediately rushed to the bathroom and started to take my bath. I even sang my bathroom song as I was really ha...
Author's Note: This story contains light BDSM elements. All characters depicted are 18 years of age or older. Enjoy! ---------- No one ever gets these things right. Yes, Mother Goose—that's me! What threw you off—the garters and stockings and black leather whip? Like I said, no one ever gets these things right. Father Goose says they've twisted all my st...
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The sound of crickets chirping happily in the late afternoon sunlight combined with the sight of his faithful three year old white and tan little Basenji hound lounging contentedly on the end of the worn black leather couch he had been sleeping on for the past year allowed Vlad a small measure of comfort against the stress of staying alive as he awoke from h...
Kay and Dan had managed to surprise each other constantly over the past week. Each one in turn taking the other to a new level of arousal and fantasy fulfillment. It was now time for the final evening before their anniversary. Dan had half a day for their erotic teasing and Kay had the other. While to most people this would seem excessive, this was the way t...