Peter and I were had been in LA for a couple of days, staying in a cheap hotel in Venice. Mostly we hung out on the beach, which is where we met Nola, Lara and Val. They were about my age and all very cute. Nola was a white, tall brunette and had a kind of wicked attitude about her. Lara was short — about my height — with beautiful auburn hair. Val was somew...
Chapter 1 Joan was going to spend a few weeks with her aunt and uncle at their summer home in a remote area of south central Missouri. It was the summer between her Junior and Senior years at the University of Missouri in Columbia. She had turned twenty one earlier that spring. Her Aunt Susan was in her early-forties and along with her Uncle Mike ran a ver...
Their Separate Lives Him He was in his mid-40s, trim and worked as a manager in an office. He had been in a vanilla marriage for years that just didn't ever seem fulfilling. Finally, he realized that life was not getting any shorter and decided to end the marriage. By then they were just going through the motions so it was a relief for both parties. He...
My wife challenged me to a contest. She would give me a hand job and I would try to keep from cumming for five minutes. If I could maintain control for five minutes, l would get to fuck her anytime I wanted during the upcoming weekend. If I got too close to orgasm, I had to let her know and "give up" before cumming. If I "gave up" for losing control and gett...
DAY FIVE Chapter Nine: Automaton The tight PVC material of my dress creaked as I shifted my weight in shiny black five-inch heels. Master Aries reached his hands around my neck to buckle a tall posture collar, the finishing touch on an outfit comprised of the tight mockery of a french maid's dress that barely skimmed the top of my thighs, sheer black stock...
The young man approached, wearing leather shoes, a sportcoat, smoke trailing from the small cigar held between his thumb and index finger. He was a handsome man. And he was her master. Naomi was at least 15 years his senior, but for reasons that were mysterious to her he enjoyed her as much as some of his younger slaves, his 20 to 22-year-old playthings. Wh...
The bell over the door rang, signaling the entrance of a possible customer. Tifa looked up briefly from where she was bent slightly over, polishing the bar. Her posture gave the courier who had just entered a beautiful view of her mammoth tits. They swayed, teasingly encased in a tight white tank top that was little more than a bra, as it ended just below he...
To everyone who has sent such wonderful feedback, thank you and I apologise for there being such a delay in this next installment. Mundane life intruded in a big way and I had to give the writing a break for a while. I'm back with this chapter and there are more to come. I hope you enjoy this next installment! Left to her thoughts Kristy wondered at her rea...
It was the best of times; it was the worst of times; very much depending on your position in the Chattersby Company hierarchy. From the management point of view, it was the best of times. After 10 years of Republican rule Washington, DC, business practices had run amok. The government worked very hard to favor business and business had taken great advantag...
I stood in the kitchen watching Mistress Valerie nod to someone on her cell phone. My mind was reeling about what had just happened and my head still hurt from being dragged back into the kitchen by my hair. Yet I knew just by looking at Mistress' face that I was going to be punished for this, but how and how much I would never have imagined. My reverie was...