After being my Princess' footstool for a few hours, she had me rise and make her dinner. I made her a roast chicken with baked potato and garlic green beans. She sat at the table while I sat at her feet and kissed them while she ate and played on her phone. After she was done, she scraped her plate into a bowl and then made me eat out of it like a dog. She w...
She arrived to their loft a little earlier than he did. He often worked later than she. She kicked off her heels next to the sofa, and poured herself a glass of light white wine. She was standing at the kitchen island, rifling through the mail when he came through the front door. It had been a rather frustrating day at work for him. Managing his team on a...
The maintenance man entered the bus, obviously dumbfounded over what he possibly heard and seen, and his right hand was obviously trembling a bit. The chubby maintenance man was about seventy years of age with a massive beer gut. His thinning salt and pepper hair was hidden by a gray work cap, and his brown eyes were behind thick framed glasses. "I'm not ev...
Damn! It was ruined! Would it ever be the same??? Red, swollen, stretched and gaping open. But wow was it HOT! I obeyed her as she said lick it clean but go easy I'm sore. On my knees I bathed her used pussy with my tongue. Sucking the 2 big loads of come out of her loose hole. So let me tell you how her once little pussy got this beat up. With my permissio...
I'm absolutely beautiful. Chantal Warriner stared at her flawless features in the rearview mirror, wondering how she got so lucky. She knew how. Her perfect mother had married her perfect father and she had become the perfect baby. And Chantal Warriner was perfect in every way. She had graduated three years ago from Beachville Academy with a perfect 4.0 gra...
Tell me how you'd make love to me. Slowly, I think. You seem like the kind of woman who would want to go slowly. Why do you think that? I suppose because we're of an age. Not young, precisely; not rushed, not careless. not old either; not dead. Oh, good, I'm not dead. Oh, hardly. You're just not young anymore. No longer unblemished. You have lines...
Today is the day. The day I finally find out what my gift is, what I've been earning for the last 3 months. She assures me I will thank Her. That would be more comforting if She hadn't tacked "At least, by the end" to the end of Her thought. She has never been wrong before, however much I have feared or longed for a new activity, She has always chosen wisely...
This past spring I decided to drive up to our summer cottage on the lake. I packed cleaning supplies in anticipation of spending the day cleaning and getting the cottage ready for the summer season that was soon to be upon us. My summer place is about two hours drive from the city where I live. The cottage used to belong to my grandpa; when he died a number...
Hello readers. This story is something a little different from me. It is a tale of revenge, romance, and a ruined wife. I don't know if there is an audience for a story like this but I thought I would see. I hope a few of you like it at least. The story is complete already. I will be releasing chapters on here roughly at the pace of a chapter a day. If you a...
I was pretty excited when I woke up this morning. I quickly discovered that my wife had bound my four limbs to the bed as I slept, and when she noticed me starting to stir, she treated me to a beautiful smile. "Morning darling. Happy Birthday!" "Thanks baby. I think we both know what I want for my birthday present this year." I glanced down at the cage lo...