The Personal and Scientific Journal of Baroness Melynda Bethasuse Sept 24th, 33rd year of the reign of Her Bustiness Queen Anabeth Titania Query: What causes the phenomenon known colloquially as "cock-thrall"? Why does the mere act of an insertion of a penis into a mighty Lady of Bosom's vagina cause her to surrender her faculties to a mere, inferior male?...
"I'm ruined." Looking at the screen, Ella saw that not just one but three of her biggest investments had all but crumbled with absolutely no hope of recovering. Even with all of her other stocks she would not be able to recoup her losses. She would need to sell her house, her property, her damn car and she would still be coming up far too short. Covering h...
"Well, THAT, wasn't like anything I've done before. How did you do this to me? My pulse is still racing. You know, my ultra modest sister would DIE if she were here. I wonder when we can bring her." ----------------------------------------- Earlier that night.... "Honey, can we go out tonight to somewhere exciting? Maybe a pleasant meal where we can plan...
Author's Notes: Truth is stranger that fiction! This story is based on the less-than-illustrious career of a friend of mine who, like me, has been a computer programmer his whole life. And like me, he's also an aspiring writer, though as far as I know he's never written any pr0n. For various reasons, he isn't at liberty to write about some of these events, b...
This is the first of a four part story about Catherine's and my escapades at a clothing-optional resort. Catherine has a special wish and hopefully she will get to fulfill it. We will find out soon. ***** The Summer season is upon us here on the Central Coast of California. We've been blessed with great weather so far. The sun is shining everyday which mak...
There were bags and bags of clothes scattered about Cindy's bed late that night. Tight vinyl dresses worn for late-night clubbing, short night gowns with matching thongs, tiny skirts and tank tops, and stiletto heels of all colors covered Cindy's room. There were long sexy full-length robes with matching nylon stockings, dark fur coats and tiny glittery stri...
I've been in some unusual places in my time, but this is one I never expected to be in at my age and stage of life. Second chances are rare and to be cherished. 1. It began back when I was in high school. I got a summer job at Mannlich & Whitney as a 16 year old intern-trainee, a fancy name for a "go-fer" whose job was to fetch and carry for the tech...
Chapter 2: Party Continues Motown music continued to play softly in a living room in the mostly black Cleveland suburb. The exclusive little midsummer party had been going on for about a half-hour and was getting more relaxed and boisterous. It was a hot, sweaty, muggy August day. Partygoers came and went. They were still mostly the half-dozen black men an...
Thank you dear readers for your patience and kind words while waiting for this final chapter of Rock and Water. It's been a long road since I posted chapter one, and your comments and emails have shaped me as a writer. From day one FA_JF was there with her excellent editing skills and insightful suggestions. For this final chapter, I need to thank both Rich...
Part 1 "But why an auction? It's just making me into a prostitute!" Jill had her angry and hurt look; one, which Mark knew, meant she was about to dig her heels in. "No, it won't!" Mark had to tread carefully now if he was going to get his beautiful wife to go along with the plan. "What it is, er, is instead of the old seedy thing of throwing the men's car...