Sometimes it was so hard not to stare. Staring is not cool -- especially when the person staring is the boss. But, sometimes, Brad couldn't help it. He was the Director of Marketing for a large medical center in Southern California. Kate was his assistant, and Kate looked amazing. Brad met Kate almost two years ago after meeting her at a health policy conf...
The throne room of Stormwind, the place where the most important decisions for the future of the Alliance, one of Azeroth's two major powers, were made. A place of dignity, wisdom and naked people getting orally pleased by their inferiors and (sometimes) superiors. A new kind of table had recently become popular in noble circles. On the surface, it was just...
Jaycee smiled as she brought the steaming cup of black coffee to her lips. She had been standing on the front porch watching Grandfather teach Angel to 'talk' to the horses. She shook her head; a few weeks ago, the whole idea would have seemed preposterous. But so much had changed for them. For her, especially. Especially since that night. Just thinking a...
Saturday & Sunday - Jolly Rogering I got up, still jay-naked (whatever that means), and started to pull on my favorite pirate gear – a low-cut emerald bodice and a creamy raw-silk chemise that barely covered my bum - meanwhile humming "drink up, me hearties, yo ho". Adele happily stripped down and then skipped around my closet home to put together her own c...
** Author's note: All characters depicted in this story are fictional, well beyond age-of-consent, and are consenting adults. ********************************* He made a point of showing me off, displaying me. That was obviously his thing from the start. Many men at the clubs he'd take me to were allowed to not only look but touch me too. I never thought a...
It was 9am Sunday morning when Lisa left her bedroom, red hair sticking up in wild directions, and headed for the bathroom. Halfway through a yawn, she noticed Jessika was already up and making breakfast. She was wearing black pajamas, with cartoon skulls all over them. "Oh! Good morning Jess," Lisa said, "Look, about last night..." "What about last night?...
Jackie was now raised up looking at me intently and said, "Honestly, Michael, how old do you really think I am?" I brushed the blond hairs away from her eyes and said, "At first I would have said maybe in your mid to late thirties but now that I have a closer look at your loveliness, please don't hit me, I'm going to say you're probably in your early fortie...
"Babe," he says as I nestle my face into his manhood and breathe deeply. The smell of him is intoxicating, the heat and taste of him resonating inside me and filling me up so that I smile and murmur a response. "Hmm," I say, not committed to talking, to discussion. I know everything I want to know, it is all right here before my eyes: His length, his shape....
Jacob Barnett having come home from hunting made a sandwich on his own, never wanting their butler Highbone to have to do too much at his age. For every bit of perversion the Barnett boys had there were some semblances of dignity. Respect of their elders was instilled in them since day one. Having built his turkey club he walked through Longhorn Manor until...
All characters are fictional and at least eighteen years of age. Nothing in this story are real events that transpired. * I had been waiting all week to spring the plan I had had on Casey. Casey and I had been boyfriend and girlfriend before we even knew what boy friend and girlfriend were. We had sat beside each other in kindergarten, that is where it sta...