"You see, Entworth, I saw you last night at the PainCafe, when you were hitting that girl's breasts.... Oh, she was tied down, her hands were, and you kept, like thrashing her with that wire thing." Jinx O'Casey smiled at Entworth beseechingly. Entworth's swarthy face stared at Jinx through his prescription sunglasses, his copy of "Soap Opera Digest" forgo...
Annie had just turned nineteen when her mum died unexpectedly. Her aunty Harriet her only living relative swept down on her and took her grieving inexperienced niece under her wing. "Come on my dear," Aunty Harriet soothed the devastated young woman gently, "you come home with me." So Annie found herself carried off from the quiet country life she had bee...
My husband and I met just before our freshman year in junior college and soon started dating pretty heavily. The reason he said he was attracted to me was because I wore short skirts and tight fitting shirts that showed off my nice breast all the time. The sexy outfits I wore accentuated my 5'1" 100 lb, petite frame with the little skirts showing off my silk...
It was half an hour before twelve, and I was straightening things up around the living room when I heard the doorbell ring. "Hmm, wonder who that could be," I thought, and set down the magazines I was going through on the coffee table to answer it. When I opened the door, Jacob was there, smiling a bit nervously at me. "Oh! You're here early." I stepped ou...
Jessica and I were juniors in college when we got our place together. She was 19, I was 20, and we'd been together since high school. We were both country bumpkins from rural Iowa in the big city, and our naïve and trusting childhoods led us down the road from which there seems to be no return. But I get ahead of myself. Jess was a knockout by a country mil...
"SPENCE (The King Of Queens)... GET YOUR PUNK ASS OVER HERE! NOW!!" My dopey nerd/slave boy cousin runs over. "Shove your fucking little dick in Gretchen's mouth and feed her your fuckin cum! NOW!" He obeys. I'm fucking my bitch, former Miss America Gretchen Carlson on my dining room table, pounding the living fuck outta her blonde milf pussy, her legs on...
"Will you hurry up with that down there? My bedroom is a real mess, I can't get a good night's sleep like that." "Yes Sandy, I'm almost done." Sandy was sitting at the kitchen table, and Mary was on her knees wiping up a puddle of coke from the floor. After several hours of cleaning and washing for Sandy, she was almost resigned to her new situation. Just e...
Credit to Conversations, who gave me the idea behind this story, and who also wrote the delightfully funny "Saving Miss Stacey," which I highly recommend you read first. Although she quite literally stole my character from me, who now presumably resides in hiding, I suppose being a near-omnipotent, certified narrator has its benefits... Once upon a time, th...
Alena hurriedly tore open the letter from home, hoping that her father had sent the check she needed to pay this month's rent. Things hadn't been going well at home. Her mother's cancer had worsened, and her father had lost his job at the plant. Now he made do with part time work and what he called under the table deals to make ends meet. The second paragra...
Salvy agrees to Dominque's conditions before stripping her naked and tying her to her bed. With openly expressed and sexually explicit conditions routinely part and parcel to what she does behind closed, bedroom doors, Dominique always had conditions before promising to have sex with anyone, man or woman. Whether to have sex with him and/or to discipline an...