{This story was actually written by my late husband, Ted. I did make a few changes and corrections. Some of you may have seen Ted's stories here under the nickname, "magichands". I found this and a pile of other writings, mixed in with articles and stories from over many years. To give you an idea of the volume of his writings, they fill 4 very large cardboa...
Author's Note: Thanks to coloryourworld and warrior_wolf for editing. This is another chapter from Gabriel's POV, but I think it's better than the last one. Thanks for the great comments and feedback so far! All reviews are welcome, as always. The lyrics are 'Jealous Guy' by John Lennon. Enjoy! \*****/ I didn't mean to hurt you, I'm sorry that I made you...
I hear a whispering in my ear and feel a hand moving up and down the side of my body as I lay, just woken, eyes still closed, on the bed. I feel his body behind me, my mouth curves to a smile, and I feel the intensity of the moment increase. Strong hands are holding my hips from behind, and soft words are filling my mind with happiness. "I love you. I love y...
Plantation chairs were set in casual little nooks of glass and behind divider screens with opaque panes inside the spacious lobby of the Odalisque Resort reception area. Paintings of classical nudes and free-standing sculptures chiseled from wood and stone of people engaged in various artful acts of fellatio, cunnilingus, fucking and extremely sexy bondage...
I live in a fairly small town in the Midwest, not much going on, especially when it comes to any kind of social activities. Working at the local bank as a teller since I graduated high school two years earlier was becoming far too routine and boring. I’m 20, 5’7”, sandy blonde hair and have a great figure. I exercise not only to stay in shape but sometimes j...
"We have three new applicants this week, Madam President," said Rachel, handing me the file folder. She retreated and stood respectfully at attention next to the blazing fireplace in her black pencil skirt, matching silk stockings and pumps. I reclined in the huge armchair behind the dark oak desk in the master study of our Queen Anne headquarters as I start...
Chapter One (From Master Kesler's view) Man that is one cold hearted bitch. I can see why Amy left home at 16. You can tell that she's gotten her way with every man she's ever met. But I intend to put her in her place. For this weekend, her place will be at my feet and at the end of my cock. Gayle had essentially stolen Amy's money that she should have re...
Chapter One It's 3:25 and I'm expecting my next client. He's a regular that I've been cutting his hair for about a month. He will be here at 3:30 on the dot. As usual I am nervous. My name is Amy. I'm 24, single and like almost everyone my age, I'm waiting for mister right to come in and sweep me off my feet. I've been working at this parlor for about two...
Author's Note: This story is a prelude to the "slut's surprise" story, which falls between the main story and the Epilogue. Please read Part 1 here and Part 2 here. Thank you for reading! I stand up and begin stroking my cock, which is covered in cum and saliva, but almost completely soft. You lick your lips, wanting to help, and I chuckle, but move in c...
These stories are my fantasies and how I'd love to live my life. Any person or company presented are fictional. Title: "It could've gone worse!" So, I was pretty excited when I moved out of my parents' house to live on my own. I was well-versed with how to cook, clean and all that stuff. Money wasn't too tight too, but I always was afraid to live alone bec...