This story is set in a world described in my story 'Milk Sow'. In this world women leave school to either become professional women or milk sows. Sometimes this boundary becomes blurred. * David stood in his dark suit. His shoes were very black and highly polished, his hair combed neatly, his shirt white with a pale blue tie peeking out between the lapels...
As soon as Hank and Anastasia are outside, his grip on her arm tightens just the tiniest bit as he lead her into the parking lot. Hank walks them to a far deserted corner of the lot, where he has parked his motorcycle. When they reach the bike, Hank turns Anastasia towards him and kisses her passionately. As his tongue snakes its way into her mouth, Hank's h...
Still looking for more black sex, I asked my husband Ed if we could go back to the black club where I had such a great time having sex with three separate black men. Ed made a phone call. "They want you to come back," he reported after he hung up. "They intended to make you black property." "What do you mean by black property?" I asked. Ed explained, "Fr...
It was Monday morning, and police cadet Katja "Kate" Perssen was driving in from the suburbs in the shiny new Jetta her parents had given her as a present for graduating police academy. Although she was newly assigned to the sex crimes unit, until she finished her training Kate was mostly working in the office writing reports and doing clerical wor...
Growing up in the small town of Harpers Mill was about as boring as you would have expected. Still, if you discount the fact that the town had no school, meaning that the thirty kids living there had to take a hour long ride from the last pickup to the nearby town of Grover, and that there was more cows then people on any given day; the town was close to the...
In the lounge at the Kirby-Jones Events Center in Sydney, Lucille heard someone calling, "Miss Lightfoot – Miss Lightfoot." Her mind jolted to the present and she focused on the reason for being there. "Yes." "You're second up when we resume after this break," said one of the coordinators." You haven't far to walk. Are you well – you appear to have been a...
As I ride my biker I am thinking why not if ass gook doesn't want to see that small dick, I can make that happen as well as make my brothers happy. After all we have been looking for a new club house. I know my plan will work for as Kathy or should I say ass gook was begging, she told me how they put everything in her name for her husband owed allot of mone...
Please note: In the event that you are not familiar with Dom/sub lifestyle, it is often expected in the written word to capitalize anytime the Dom is referred to and use lowercase anytime the sub is referred to even at the beginning of a sentence. For some who are unfamiliar with this practice, it can unusual reading at first. I have implemented this practic...
"blue eyes" is a story i wrote some 20 years ago and posted on another erotica site. I've decided to re-write it, updating and expanding it. Enjoy. ***** "Going once; going twice; sold! ... to the Lady in the blue suit," the auctioneer's voice sang out, punctuated by the sharp rap of the gavel and the beginning of a polite round of applause from the severa...
Copyright 2009 by David Paul Author's Note: This is a work of fiction. Please note that the story is based in Australia and is written in Queen's English therefore my American audience will notice subtle differences in wording or phrases. Chapter 1 The coffee was lousy but obviously the locals liked it as the café was packed at 11in the morning. I'd h...