In a large stone church in the front pew on a beautiful Autumn day sat Mrs. Paula Bee. Mrs. Bee was a middle aged mother of three, wife to the churches rector and the symbol of purity in her quiet little hamlet. Dyerstown a small town in New Hampshire about a two hour drive from the city of Manchester, is a tight knit community where everyone knows everybody...
Chapter 4 - Terry's Story. The last chapter. Terry invites Robin to her and her husband's hotel room where she experiences the hottest sexual moment of her life. Robin entered the room first followed by Terry. The waitress gasped when she found Mike, naked and hard, on the bed. His cheeks were flushed, a little embarrassed, but his cock was proud and ready...
I heard my husband Ron come home from his trip to the strip bar. I had sent him there alone as a birthday present. I knew it was him because he was whistling a happy song as he came in and walked up behind me while I prepared some potatoes over the sink. I felt him press his chest into my back and I could feel his raging hardon pressing into my lower back. A...
Author's Note: This is a continuation of the story Indoor Beach Party. Although this story stands on it's own, you get a better sense of the characters if you read them in order. ----------------------------------------------- He awoke lying on his back with the sun on his face. His little kitten had wrapped her naked frame around him. Her hand was on h...
Helen's Slave Ch. 3--Painslut *If you are offended by lesbian sex or power games, please do not read this story. Otherwise, enjoy.* "Come here you slut. Come to my office now!" "But Mistress, I'm at work." "What is the rule then slut?" "I...I have 15 minutes to answer your call Mistress. I have to go anywhere you command me at any time you want." "Are...
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = There is no way slave missy can win this lottery. This is the story of a young woman's conviction as a terrorist and what happens to her when she is sentenced to penal slavery. Penal slavery is not impossible. The Thirteenth and Fourteenth Amendments to the Constitution of the United States of America do NOT prohibit...
Sometimes it seems like I am 2 people. The public one, the one everyone sees zipping down our suburban street in my crossover, gathering groceries in my khaki skirt, strappy sandals and sensible blouse. The one with a smile for everyone and, I hope, a bright glint in my eye. But the other girl wants to come out. The naughty girl. The bad girl. The one that...
[This story contains very graphic descriptions of bodily functions and those offended by this subject should definitely proceed no further. All characters are well over 18 years of age.]. * Jackson saw Graham smile during the introductory remarks delivered by Commandant Elizabeth at the Men's Camp for reorientation. He had trouble restraining himself when...
This is a follow-up to "Another Naked Husband Party." You can read that one first but it's not necessary. * It had been some time since my wife Karen had myself and a few other guys perform naked in front of a bunch of women: friends, neighbors—even my female boss and one of my co-workers were there. At the time my boss Cara and coworker Allison teased me...
Dolores walked through the front door of her home, briefcase in hand. The tall, slim blonde wore a business dress jacket and black slacks. Her hair was in a tight bun. As she bustled to the coffee table, to relieve her arms, she noticed a brand new TV and abruptly stopped. She gawked in angered astonishment, her briefcase falling from her loose grip. "Frank!...