I don't know about you, but there's something about female body builders that really turns me on. There's more of 'em on the net these days than you can shake a stick at, of course, but there's one who stands out – pardon my pun – ahead of all the rest. I'm referring to the lovely Utah Sweet. She's blonde, she's busty and she's mature, a combination I find...
After the last photo shoot Michelle was determined to get Phil back and give him a surprise as well. So armed with the yellow pages she rang round and found a photographer that she hoped would give her what she wanted. When she phoned she took the bull by the horns and told them that she wanted a raunchy set of photos to give to her husband and could they o...
I had searched online for months to find a friendly like-minded group of people that I could communicate with and share my unique desires. I thought I had seen them and signed up to several dating type agencies that offered me the perfect match. The agencies then sent me non-stop emails from people that matched me. The people were not interested or simply di...
We had not allowed slut to wear any clothes, other than the chastity belt, collar and leash. It sat in the back of the car, so anyone who looked in through the window could see its' naked breasts. On the way, we assured it that it would be safe, and made sure it was still enjoying itself. It assured us that it was the best time of its life, and was desperate...
"OMG!! (blushing)... you startled the hell out of me!!" "I didn't hear you come in!" "Please...pull up a chair, and have a seat." "Gosh, it is soo very nice of you to stop in again, gorgeous. I HAVE missed you so." "But next time...would you please knock?" "I mean...here I am...sitting in my birthday suit and all." (shy smile) "Just a moment, while...
Mark and Jennifer had been married for four years, Mark was now 32 and Jennifer was 24. Despite the age gap it was as near a perfect marriage as you will find. Jen would do anything for Mark, and it was to prove an invaluble asset for his promotion prospects. Mark had worked for the lingerie company since he left art college, he had made his way slowly up t...
Nervously my finger pressed the buzzer, within ten seconds the release mechanism clicked and opened the door, I pushed it ajar and entered a dimly lit hallway, a stair case lay in front of me, leading down to a single ominous black door, I walked down and knocked, "You may enter." Came the quick curt reply. Sheepishly I entered, and closed the door behind...
"Bring him out!" Gary Garrett quaked beneath a black hood. His hands were bound together behind his back by some kind of plastic tie. Who were they? Al Qaeda? ISIS? The IRA? Was the IRA even a thing anymore? What did they want with him? He was a nobody. He worked as a community manager for one of the smaller DoTA-type online games. The job didn't pay par...
This is a reworking of the original School for Scandal story. I have changed the perspective from first to third person. The first third of this story is more or less the same as the original School for Scandal: Chapter One, except with some minor adjustments. It then opens out in different ways, so please persevere or skip the first 3000 words if you recogn...
It was a month later. I'd seen her a few more times, but there's always been other parents around, and she never did more than smile politely. Still looked sexy as hell with her Midwestern casual mom look, and of course, I knew how amazing that body was underneath the sweats. But this time, we were once again the only parents around. The others had dropped...